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sea salt shaker

when my body is done put me in an oven and bury my ashes in a sea salt shaker scatter me sparingly as you would a fine condiment in a recipe into your daily life during its preparation so that we may add the flavor and the texture of the past when it is all gone you can refill the sea salt shaker

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