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Bury Me At Sea
With no deity could I shake hands
and with no children at my feet
who will tend my grave
when all is said and done
Something sublime smiles back at me
from the music I lose myself in daily
but who will tend my grave
who will know that I was here
‘No children at our feet’
we were in agreement then
but will we always be
You would have been
an exceptional mother
and I had some storie...
Wednesday 9th September 2020 10:36 am
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