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hide my grave in a cedar grove
or strew my ashes in a swamp
near to the oak the owls haunt
these are the places that I loved

hide me away from worldly worry
in the wild where creatures scurry
and if no one will tread that way
that is the place I want to stay

I am a man who had few friends
and I prefer it stay that way
if there is a grotto dark as hell
that is my shrine and my farewell

Wednesday, March 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: grave,hermit,nature
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