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to be

I want to be buried,
to let my bones be
as my skin leaves;
I want to be buried,
to let root a tree
by nourishing seeds;
I want to be buried,
to one noon feel
dance of shiver’ in breeze;
I want to be buried,
to be, by beauty,
of one with thee;
I want to be buried,
so we will, in
light’s graces, meet[ again].

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