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Maya
A stoneless grave.
Only sunken marks, in the wet snow.
Save by man and best friend;
Or the shadows cast low.
Broken roots to be replanted suit
Then covered again.
Bone become wood,
And wood and mud
And earth: then home.
Only sunken marks, in the wet snow.
Save by man and best friend;
Or the shadows cast low.
Broken roots to be replanted suit
Then covered again.
Bone become wood,
And wood and mud
And earth: then home.
Published 8th Jan 2019
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