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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #2105942

A word thing...?

The titter tatter on Tin Tops
Slowly seeps into the soil
The rust the resting roots
of silent sleeping souls.

Do not think:
                   the dead

though sleeping

Cannot feel the rusting soil
falling into their souls.
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