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Nov 2016
heavy heart,
swollen lungs,
lifeless limbs;
my pulse has sung
"oh bury me
in red
in black
bury me
amongst trees
and rats"

and is still
singing:
"heaven's tide
sweep me in,
caress me in
soft baby skin"

lifeless limbs
pulse still,
pulse stopped.
oh happy to be
amongst treetops.
happy to be
sailing free,
soaring high;
above clouds
above blue skies.

happy to be happy.

*"oh bury me
in clouds,
or at sea
reborn into
the world
happy."
i'm sad
tc
Written by
tc  england
(england)   
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