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POETRY

WHEN MY BODY GOES DOWN

When my body goes down 

I will go with it

I will be there I 

will watch it slip away. It

who held me

cradled my soul

I will go down with it into the earth directly - I will

I will disintegrate - I will be there - with it - I will be with it

I will be it - we will go together on the journey.

It takes me on with the rest of the earth and trees and rocks and all other living and solid things vibrating.

© Tina K. Olsen

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