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A thought on memory lane…

By that tombstone we are summoned

To live a day in the past

Clenching to the blood of the last

By whose spirits grace we found

Their bones now lay grounded

From dust onward to dust

 

Under the moon light we stand

In the howls of the night

Burying deep within, the cries

Of those feet that walked the cold

And to us the present borne,

By that tombstone we are summoned

 

 

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