no saintly sign
comes from heaven,
only the sound of the surf,
the setting sun,
a body of
ashes simply scattered
upon the ocean,
there they will drift
breaking against
shore eternally.
Dust to Dust
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no saintly sign
comes from heaven,
only the sound of the surf,
the setting sun,
a body of
ashes simply scattered
upon the ocean,
there they will drift
breaking against
shore eternally.
Poetic Thoughts 
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