Cemetery (Acrostic)



cemetery
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Chalk like headstones cast long

Even shadows across my feet as the sun

Moves toward dusk.

Eerie sounds seem to follow me as I walk

Toward the mausoleum.

Entering  into the crypt, a cold chill

Reminds me that I am not alone. These

Yearly trips pay homage to my death long ago.

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