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No black shroud can fully cover the bones

of this life in the next.

When flying leaves patter ‘gainst the walks of life

and rustle, we are hexed.

You may not have known it until now

But certainly you’ll not deny

When you’re dead and looking through

that self same shroud and try

with all your spirits gathered to warn

the rest of us.

 

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