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A rove beetle please, if you can
And bring back to the Nebraska land.
Let me devour juicy decaying matter.
I’ll run insanely fast with little chatter.
Reincarnation will be terrific for me.
Long and thin, a consumer I will be.
Chewing on flesh, enjoying every bite.
A rove beetle please. Now turn off the light.
Death rolled his eyes at my arrogance.
Sent me back to the middle of France.
Made me a human once again.
But this time did not give me a twin.

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