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MEMORIAL DAY DEADHEAD
I like Today, better than before.
Feels like nothing less, though
needing nothing more.
My mind falls first in line, to
leave my memory behind.
Feeling now, not at my best;
My senses await their turn with
the rest.
Taken this day, we visit the dead;
While our own awaits us,
THE ETERNAL DEAD
Feels like nothing less, though
needing nothing more.
My mind falls first in line, to
leave my memory behind.
Feeling now, not at my best;
My senses await their turn with
the rest.
Taken this day, we visit the dead;
While our own awaits us,
THE ETERNAL DEAD
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