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Deep down to soul

And lifted was when the tombstone, A Christian was, nor a Muslim, Just human being— her or him— A skeleton bare to the bone. Perhaps why most tombstones bear name, All are same when it comes to soul, And as equal would go as came, In death things are same-- seamless whole. _______________________________ Musings |02.02.2018 | self/soul, free verse

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