Epitaph
I stood before the grave
Lost and all alone.
Staring at the time worn words
Carved into the stone.
Who were these words written for?
Who lies inside entombed?
Whose soul is it that sleeps within
This dark and earthy womb?
“Herein lies all that remains
Of one lost and lonely soul.
He yearned so much for happiness
But could not achieve his goal.
So, in despair, he took his life
And, in death, his spirit roamed.
Until, at last, he arrived here.
Hello and welcome home.”
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