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Jul 2023
Our empty graveyards full of quiet death,
With hardened earth, a darkened road,
Unseen names and lives untold,
Restricts our chests, discontinuing breath.

Found a flame to illuminate the depth.
But can we trust enough to hold
A light that only shall unfold
Our empty graveyard full of quiet death?
Kerry Ann Herrmann
Written by
Kerry Ann Herrmann  Salt Lake City, Utah
(Salt Lake City, Utah)   
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   ---, Weeping willow and Savio Fonseca
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