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I caught the scent of tombs,
as we stood in somber silence,
when the morning rose for you.

I never truly realized that you
would go to the everlasting tombs.
But what confirmed it, was the darkening silence.

In the gravestone worthy silence,
we piled flowers on top of you,
among those weeping tombs.

With dripping silence in the tombs, we didn’t want to leave you.



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