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I danced on your grave,
Stamping until you awoke
Wetting the dry earth with tears
I dug you up and loosened your shrouds
We hugged and hugged
Coming home to me, coming home to you
When I woke up
You hummed on my skin all day
About the Creator
Ally Whiterock
Truth seeker. Perpetual disciple of the mystery. Star gazer. Good food lover. Mother. Lover. Accidental orientalist. Sometimes Shaman.
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