No mourners,
no funerals.
Another
way of saying
good luck.
But it was
something
more.
A dark wink
to the fact that there
would
be no expensive
burials
for people
like them,
no marble
markers
to remember
their names,
no wreaths of myrtle and rose.
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Author:
Bree E. Rimgar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 16th, 2024 10:20
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