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Apr 2014
The magnificent mausoleum.
Resting.
Family immortal sleep under the house.
Silent as mice.
Not really so nice, but each to his own.
In holy boxes draped in green, and so they rest on in peace.
Deep in the cellar, his pitch is selected.
It's ready and waiting for his departure.
It is the way of their world.
(c) Livvi
Another documentary inspiration.. it's about Macedonia. The immortal I spoke of didn't mean immortal as in ever living...it was always staying alive in memory of the family as they all shared the house!
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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