Muse of the Day
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Muse of the Day

It was a quietness that left the dammed singing.
The dead can’t sing, it’s just a deception.
Through a breeze, they murmur their tune.
Is the breeze in the cemetery truly dead individuals singing?
Chilly, blusterous shouts of shallow woes, it’s indeed them singing.

Dead Can Sing Poem by D.L. Lewis

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