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An Empty Grave'
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Just a thought! Standing at an empty grave, I pondered, who was it's intended?
Six feet down, covered in flowers, through the night I have defended.
Waiting on a family train to arrive with their fallen guest,
Time ticks on, no break in site, I stand watch to complete my quest.
Hours through an endless night, now daylight extends my grief...
I face the hole, and curse my soul, for a moment of relief'....
