The
tombstones
Where
the marks of death
The
only thing left
In
the world once lived
Rich
or poor
On
the ground or in urns
Nothing
to say
Just
the marks once lived
Many
are left alone
Gathering
dust maybe forgotten
Families
moved on
Leaving
behind the memories
The
inscriptions for history
The
marks of the tombstones
In
the world once lived
Leaving
behind the memories
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