I was once a child
Who would roam the Earth so free
But then there came a time
A day
Of Death to me.
My heart it stopped
It skipped a beat and I fell upon the ground
For now I was away from Earth
I could not make a sound.
And then came time
I was to be buried in a courtyard
They put me in my small coffin
And tied it with some chords.
And as they wished me
My farewells, I awoken then
Though they could hear my cries for help,
They could do nothing but holler my name, “Ben!”
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