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In the Grave

December 23, 2008
By Anonymous

Watch the stars from underneath the stone

People come and go

Listen to family sob, tell me how they miss me

But I’m all right here, underneath the sky


The author's comments:
I wrote this about four or five months after my grandmother passed away. It isn't complex, but it gave me a feeling of peace for some reason.

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