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Bones

Garden of wild whispers
Upon naked forests
Under caves.

Lie my wrath of the world
Whom I may vanish
My tries.

I listen to the winds around
Powerless those there
Singing silence.

Gather my bones of gratitude
Put them over fire
Eternal peace.
mcjay
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