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The Hopeful Corpse

When I wilt
press my hair in a book
somewhere in the middle
where the plot thickens,
find a nice old metal box
then bury it under a black oak tree
and maybe, hopefully one day
someone who loves to write
will find the book and my hair
and through something ethereal
be able to tell my story in ways I
never could.

Written by nikkimoe
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