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Sample graves
Dawn hits the sappy soil,
bringing back a spot in time.
The furious liquid comes to a boil,
all it takes is a drop of the dime.
Windows reflect the wheel,
where the atoms shifted to not return.
Nina runs to get a feel,
sun's kiss brings a burn.
All through the fabric of time,
these bodies walk to a goal.
It ends in a room lit by chime,
and vases filled with coal.
Happy and sad all dumped,
down in the mother's lap.
Everyone else clumped,
sprouting the seed of a new sap.
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