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Created on: August 04, 2009
The dead are resting uneasily near the side of a busy road.
The noise and the traffic are bothering them.
Few relatives or friends ever come to visit
after the solemn burial ceremony is over.
It is exceedingly lonely inside this cemetery.
The birds gracefully swoop over grave after grave.
Helium balloons, flags and flowers adorn the markers.
Trees provide unruly shade for the unready dead.
Most dead people, I'm certain, would gladly trade
inside information regarding Heaven and Hell
for one more day of living.
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