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White Suns
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Carrion
The scavengers are circling,
My decay has drawn them in,
They are mocking and impatient,
Yet safely out of reach,
But their laughter fades
And the heat of my first dissipates.
I only hear a sound like the wind,
Booming across the earth.
I watch the clouds slide across the sky,
Soon I will drift away as well.
Let flowers burst from my chest,
Let roots coil in my skull,
Let them grow old and die, again,
Let me give back all I ever stole.
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