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Choirs of seraphim

Struck dumb

Tongue tied

One just rank and file

Unwashed

Unfound

Hide in plain sight

Open wound

Live on through memory

Make this your tomb

Hills of heroin

Sink boats

Sucked down

Tongues our medicine

Unsung

Profound

Hide in plain sight

Open wound

Live on through memory

Make this your tomb

Unmarked grave

No subsumed

Live on through memory

Make this your tomb

Though he comes to greet us all

Fanfares sound for those they choose

All seems fair in love and war

For those unfound, and unmarked tomb

Though these grains of our sand free fall

Know your toil in these days meant more

A name in the mouth of a thousand tongues to come

A piece of a puzzle when all is said and done

One voice in a choir that screams in unison

A thunderstorm to drown out all they’ve...

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