When I die,
bury me not.
Trapping me in a wooden box
Suffocate me not.
Incinerate me instead.
Burn the depths of my bones.
Turning me into ashes
free my lifeless bod.
And when I am free,
let my ashes dance with the air.
Mixing with the element im formed of,
i'll go places ive dreamt of
till the remains of myself shall be at peace.
In the place where it was ultimately meant to be.
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