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zombie priest unknown color

  
   the priest have all dug their way out, 
to lethargic to suffer another rebirth.

   they need advanced medicine and 
  perhaps a good drycleaner.

   heavy feet stumble and stagger past
 gravestones through the garden 
over the self impoverished tulips.  

 the contrast of gray against 
yellow is striking.  

 nobody had ever seen such a color before.

 inside the old church the congregation turns
 their hymnals to page fifty seven singing alound.

'such a beautifully vibrant death we all live'.

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