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GraveyardA Poem by Audra BurwellMaggots lace the soil,Their pulsing white bodies,Wriggling on the ground,In agony or ecstasy,No one can tell.They came to claim the dead,Corpses wrapp.. |
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GraveyardA Poem by Audra BurwellMaggots lace the soil,Their pulsing white bodies,Wriggling on the ground,In agony or ecstasy,No one can tell.They came to claim the dead,Corpses wrapp.. |
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