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No Breath To Wheeze

Amongst the dead sleeping
in death's cold arms
but worms wear socks
as time is unending

eternity is forever
even among the mummers
as the bones grow colder
and the nights grow longer
 
with no hands to wind the clock
or no breath to wheeze
rattling the night's cough
listing to the widow weeping
Written by FriarAbbot
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