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The Graveyard

This was inspired by a visit to a remote village graveyard. There was the sleepy atmosphere of peace that pervades such places on a sunny day. My young chlldren were playing, as oblivious to the proximity of death as was the snail inching its way across a tombstone. I was reading the names and the inscriptions on the graves - so poignant, such stories, these human lives lived with passion and flesh, now settled into bone.

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