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Life is a leisurely progress



So perhaps at its end



The slow disintegration of 



A burial Is a kinder friend



Than the pyrrhic destruction 



Of the controlled body burn



With the resultant ashes stored



In their commemorative urn



Or scattered on the ground



To blow and swirl around.



 




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