The beginning of the djinning of the corpse below the yew tree
the hair is thinning and she is old, old broken teeth
peeking through rotting lips
eyes already infested with maggots
did she not have a decent burial
a prose of sorts said at her farewell
a cluster of loving family
mustering for strength?
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