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Afterlife Ponderings
When I die there will be nothing left
But dead meat
for morticians and worms to probe
My soul will not rise above
into the sky
Into some euphoric fairy-tale heaven
I will not
live another life as a goat
I will not linger in this world as
a ghost
I will simply die and rot like the rest

"Vintage
Crack" Photograph
by Bella Dante
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