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Ash to ash
Hide yourself and sit and cry
you had no time to say goodbye
priorities were always there
now there's no one left to care
it seemed like a perfect morning
then disaster without warning
try to think of all that's been
looking through an endless stream
of photographs you thought were trash
dust to dust and ash to ash.
poem
by
Charles M. Moore
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