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Written in Stone
an epitaph
covered in overgrown grass
numbers and a letter encrypted,
written to the deceased,
for only those who knew him
you’d truly understand
Saturday 2nd November 2024 4:14 pm
death (Remove filter)
an epitaph
covered in overgrown grass
numbers and a letter encrypted,
written to the deceased,
for only those who knew him
you’d truly understand
Saturday 2nd November 2024 4:14 pm
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