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You can live through five deaths

before breakfast and still be waiting

on the side of the road, eyes

peeled for that black sedan speeding,

bringing death to self,

death to dreams,

death to Death

playing hide and seek behind

headstones wearing flower crowns-

life adorning decay in greenbrier,

in sweet honeysuckles.

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This is stunning;ly powerful; these words:

"playing hide and seek behind

headstones wearing flower crowns-

life adorning decay in greenbrier,

in sweet honeysuckles."

they are so moving and make me sit still. This is a remarkable poem from beginning to end.

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you got that right. all of it. wow.

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I can only continue the trend and say: Wow.

Your perception and perspective are piercing and so needed. Bless you for sharing this. A stunning poem.

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wow. whoa. wow.

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