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Cold Tombstone
I came here with flowers held gently to my sobbing chest, to bring them to my dearest; I have departed from the living, to come face to face with my ending... I lay my flowers at this cold tombstone... engraved with a name too sweet, and yet so painful to call it out; the heat in my throbbing veins could warm it up with a loving wish before dawn; but who can resurrect someone from death? This morning is dazzled by an intense sun, carnations, flags and tombstones perfectly blend as the swaying pines offer their breeze and soothing shade towards noon; why are the noisy larks hiding, and melancholically sing? I rushed here to release these tears and let them roll from these eyes, like raindrops falling on this very quiet place: where tranquility is as eternal as Paradise... I lay my flowers at this cold tombstone, feeling a presence so known; others before me have knelt and cried, not to forget whom they lost and dearly loved...
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