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FLOWERS AND SALT a poem by George Jenkins
Empty without grace,
Do remind them I loved this place. Forgotten without a trace, I would hold no malice if it put a smile upon their face. Laying flowers or salting earth, your choices are your own; I am sorry, for it is worth.
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