On a little foot journey
A walk down by the swampy area
No destination in mind
Just piddling away the day
A usual chore
Yes, I guess that I'm a bore
I see the bones of a small thing
Dead thing reamins
A forgotten entity
It screams at me through the silence of eternity
A simple, yet engulfing message
That our destinies are identical
The earth will snack on our bones
One in the same
There is no shame
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