when withering leaves becomes of me
will you see?
a fine autumn day
aerial shots
black caps, black suits, black boots
paying homage to the great
let down
the box into the soil
among petitions of others
for reality to not set in
down goes the great
back to dust
come along all!
let arise the one
holding keys
all hail!
gates of hell
will not prevail, prevail, prevail.
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