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Jun 2013
Die a perfect death,
imprint be erased
and dust disappear,
ceasing to exist,
never missed.
No weeds to remember
a blossoming splendor,
light, unsung.
Do not die a perfect death.
Simon Soane
Written by
Simon Soane  Manchester
(Manchester)   
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