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Stop!

Bury yourself
Into the sand.

Burrow down deep.

Keep yourself
Wound up

Pack it tight
But keep the
Sand soft with
Lose hand

Don’t miss
The foot

Lie there awhile
In your sand
Made womb.

Earth and Soil

Feel how alive
You become
Each moment.

And so I pray
Keep me in
The womb
And not in the
Grave.