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Aug 2018
Dad laid to rest.
Maybe a mother or any relative.
Soon as they are placed in the ground and scripture is read.

Watch within minutes how scavengers a rise.
Read to conquer and divide in an instance.
They meant for me to have this or that.
Even with a will we still see this.

All scavengers coming out for a hunt.

And then you find that one kin folks that put things in perspective.
This wouldn't be what the deceased want?
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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