I filled the grave
With blackened earth
That empty space
That used to hurt
The hole I filled
With my own soul
Grew seeds to tend
And maize to hull
I set the shovel
Down for good
This time around
I knew I could
As my garden
Came to life
My earthly soul
Began to rise
I saw the truth
With my own eyes
That rests between
The earth and sky
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