Peacefully sleep in your grave, dear friend!
Never to be enslaved,
So much you have been oppressed
In the filthy clay of the earth,
Now you are far away from its ruthless clutches,
It's peace and happiness in your silent world;
Sleep there with your heart's content,
No trespasser can enter your happy sphere.
No dear....
I will not shed tears
For I surely know you are the happiest in your dead world.
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