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a quarantined funeral passing right before my eyes
shades of gray and black pinstripes steal away my sky
and falling across my vision
trails of tears and time of hearts and minds
veiled, closed,and shuttered
littered with bone and blood
grasping at the last straw that is so thin, too frail
the air grew heavy with each toss of soil
thrown from the palm of a broken hand
SweetlyLingering SweetlyLingering 66-70, F Mar 21, 2012

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