From the valley of the daffodils,
They have returned.
They wore a firm look on their faces;
This is their job.
By the sweat of their brows and mud-stained hands,
Daffodil, a strong winter survivor, was buried for new life.
Will you pay heed?
Adam's fate is fair game for all.
Listen, would you?
Do not depart!
In the valley of the daffodils,
The gravediggers have returned.
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