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wishes to be carried out upon my death |
| When I die, give me back to the earth to reside for eternity. May I be one with the land I love; the flowers, plants, and trees. Turn my remains to ashes, dear, and till them in the ground. Plant a tree in that upturned soil, with a fence to circle ‘round. Upon the fence, drape honeysuckle with perfumed scent so sweet, and here I’ll finally be happy, love; where the earth and the sky do meet. |