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Dying Meadows

I lie in dying meadows
and let the bugs crawl
on my body, the bugs
bite and the yellow 
grass itches my skin but
I must let it be.
I'm slowly decaying with
the once vibrant flowers.
I have lost my color and 
my sweet smell, I have
to start over and go
back to the earth before
I rot.


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