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  • Corpse
    14 Sep 2005

    When I am dead, let the hands of those who have loved me wash my body clean. Wrap me in clean cotton and put me in a simple box, bury me somewhere with trees, somewhere that feels quiet and old. Plant flowers to grow from me and leave me to rot.

    Embalm... *shudder* Not I, thank you.