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The Bureau of Beauty Bereavement is Down The Hall, To Thee Left
( now that You are gone),
what
could be a
future
now that
now that
now tha t future
is little'more
(in cause of [a] ( lot less)
stealing
from
foul winds / All beauty must die
death must be
the pur
pose of all beauty - beauty
could not be
beauty
if not for
death.
no es'cape......no way o u t but
to surrender all beauty to death.
w o u l d
beauty
even be seen,
even as death
has the
Final word, then drops
all in-to
that Eternity of
never was
begin
with.
( of a sudden, all human significance becomes laughable as tears of joy.
of grief, of
elation, or other
d e l u s i o n s as damnation
now that You have forever passed way'far away
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2018
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