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Nature's Mascara
A shadow of a headstone idle in the grave
no weeds for the dark stranger of twilight
with a scent of death that doesn't wash off
that was a memory from a generation ago
now a wildflower of a bone in nature's mascara
no weeds for the dark stranger of twilight
with a scent of death that doesn't wash off
that was a memory from a generation ago
now a wildflower of a bone in nature's mascara
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