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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1156569

Classic Poem

So there you lie,
six feet underground.
No one to comfort you,
no one around.

Do you know which way is up?
Or which way is down?
For if you do not,
you will stay here unfound.

Do you know where you belong?
Because this is a test.
And if you fail,
I cannot take you to rest.
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