It is here that dark thoughts begin to cross the mind

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 The pine box lowers, moreover the ears fill with the sounds of shovels scraping against rock and root

 As you lay the bouquet atop the closed casket, it is impossible not to smell the dirt still clinging to the fresh-cut roses