After A Funeral
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Shalom Freedman
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AFTER A FUNERAL
The sadness and horror of death
Is that hole in the ground
And the shovels of dirt
That cover what was once a person-
No one lives forever
I too will have that dirt thrown upon my body
When it no longer breathes
And I am not.
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