In an old cemetery
by the sea,
I buried my father,
then I buried me
Here he lies.
and here we lay,
dead together,
in the cemetery.
No one cares,
no one comes,
no one visits,
no one knows.
A special place,
reserved for me,
so here I am
in the cemetery
Windswept waves
of rolling grass,
beneath the clouds
by a sea of glass,
here I ly,
and here I'l lay
for all the rest
of my cemetery days.
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