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Mar 2021
Stones of shape
inscribed with adages
and memories of lives spent.

Sinking lawn
mossy earth surrounding
damp and concave they allay forever.

Dark and deserted
ceasing age they linger
no one concerns to bother anymore.
Written by
Nicole
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