I WALK AMONG THE HEADSTONES

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I walk among the headstones

Church bell ringing

A pigeon cooing

A robin spreading incense

A buttercup among the thistles

And I know

That as I go

There is no one but myself

Here to hear my foot falling

And my soul is ready

Always ready.

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