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Jan 2016
When my existence ends,
Do not hold me to earth.
Bury me within the stars;
Return me to which I came from.
Let me shake hands with those
who watch over the night
and dance to a song
Unheard by the living ear.
Here I will find my soul.
Here I will join immortals.
A poem I wrote close to a year ago.
Taylor Jones
Written by
Taylor Jones  Grand Island, NEA
(Grand Island, NEA)   
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