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Screams come from the abandoned well. “Free me, free me, free me!”
The voice isn’t human.
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Mosses make an earth of your bones and sparrows nestle in homes of your hair, vines clamber up the lines of your body and flowers flourish under your kindest words. Every part of you will be loved by the one that reclaims it. Through them you will live many lives. Of each one be proud.
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I am bones in the deep soft earth. I fed flowers and vines. Life sprouted up where I lay. Find my skull at the roots of things and know I live eternal in every whispering leaf.
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