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Poetry

If you see this, post a poem in your own journal, if you haven't done so already. And if you feel like it, obviously.

This is how I feel today.

The dead they sleep...

The dead they sleep a long, long sleep;
The dead they rest, and their rest is deep;
The dead have peace, but the living weep.
~Samuel Hoffenstein

Hopefully I'll find something a bit more cheerful later!

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