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The World is an open casket - an original poem by YXNG T

The world is an open casket. Lay on the dampened ground and become one with nature. Let the insects surround to start their lives anew on you. Within grass and soil a worm lives to feed off draining nutrients. But if we serve to feed the worms would we return to what is higher, fearing the ground that is lower. Our bodies are all lowered. What is near and whether we should retain our closeness. Lower the bodies connected with the land and learn to respect the distance of space which has shuttled the world into hideaway. The casket is now closed, but life surrounding shall remain and return.

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