Sealed in plastic we burn our trash
Smoke raises what remains is ash
Spread and buried in fallow fields
Fall into spring green crops it yields
The body defiled the spirit pure
To earth a whore in heaven demure
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: August 14th, 2026 03:44
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