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you are not dead,you are just sleeping
your bed is the mound of earth adorned
by bounty downy meadows of green
your blanket is sunshine in the moon
and the basking luminous light of Selene
you are not dead,you are just sleeping
your snore is the gentle blowing
of the wind over the abundant fields
of wild dandelions and daffodils'
blowing to where the eyes could reach'
you are not dead, you are just sleeping
at rest you will be for the longest time
up to when the sunceases its shine
but i shall not weep nor shall i be sad
for you are not dead , you are just sleeping.
-vin-