*** Find Me
Stories that haven't yet started,
Will eventually become,
never-ending stories.
Nice words aren't nice words.
Messages traveling by sea,
frequently end up in sewers.
The departure day that is written on the tickets that were booked,
two vacant seats will be traveling between so many full.
They always burned the food.
Every time he lay her down on the road.
Keys that open rented houses,
are useless.
Only those who died are included in lists.
There's a cemetery in the back yard.
This is the eulogy of the funeral.
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