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Wind In Trees

You scratch a mosquito bite

but your casket is waiting

You curse mosquitos

but people are already leaving
your funeral ceremony

You smash a mosquito
this second
but already you're but a faint memory
in the lives of grand children

Your death must come
so it is already here;
it is already something ancient

It is already nothing

Wind in trees

Swell of the ocean

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Publicerad 2020-06-25 11:10

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