When I'm dead and buried back into the earth,
skin touching soil instead of polymer,
I hope the sun, rain, and worms expedite the process of decomposition.
Buried in the late October ground,
I'll be always basking once again in the suns rays by early August
Barefoot, blonde, and visited by bees.
That last one is especially gorgeous...
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