// cadaver//

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    // cadaver//

     I heard a story 
    Once
    A man used to carry his own dead body
    During the day 
    until night 
    telling him lies.
    And drops him on the bad
    till morning.


    One day 
    the man died.


    and the family suffered
    from his dead body.

    The man is but a bundle of stories    .




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    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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