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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> None >> ID #1053811  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Ash Fall
may be native american dancing. may be my grandmother's death.
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Starry skies envelop the dirt scattered grassy slopes
With flowers all withering and burning into ashes
Falling down into the water, mixing away
Flowing downstream into the ocean
I'm swimming with flowers
Dusty skies rain down and swallow the world whole
Let's go with it, running and hoping
Dreaming and praying to be let go
Let dirt and desperation wash over me
Fall to the water, melting away
Falling into the earth, hiding in rocks and mud.
Death and dying are all around us.
Learn how to move on or
Give up, break down, but cry soft.
For only the fool mourns death
I'm falling, flowing, mixing, sinking, swimming, dying.
I've seen death.
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