Wish i was dead rotting away in a coffin.
The wood would protect me from
the earth above
and the savage beasts that roam on it. The bouquet of
roses above my grave would subdue the stench of my rotting corpse. The
worms would cleanse my body and retrieve my spirit...and Alas ...
Would i then gain my true salvation...
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