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Dec 2017
Hey you!
Kneeling down with ***** fingers
Please stop planting flowers there.
I know that they look pretty.
I hear how much they cost and how long you waited in line
But thisΒ Β is not a garden
This is a graveyard
And there is no sustenance here
You really should not plant seeds
It is better to lay a wreath down.
In remembrance of those who make this place
Their eternal home.
Because if you keep planting flowers there
We will all leave to go on to our daily lives
And the flowers will only add to the dead
Because everyone who could've cared for the flowers is long gone.
Written by
Michael Kusi  28/M
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