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Flesh is Gone
After the flesh is gone
so little left
nothing to touch
we stumble on
like flowers that bloom
they had their day
now withered away
after the flesh is gone
so little left
nothing to touch
we stumble on
like flowers that bloom
they had their day
now withered away
after the flesh is gone
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