In another world the columbarium
wasn’t real
in that game it was just
another quest …
yet| as we all stood in a line|
looking up at a wall of
closed tombs &
golden plaques
old enough to be
nearly illegible
It became sentient without the glow
[of objective]°
as soon as
they lifted the champagne casket
& you and your single white rose
with it… within.
–LM
[Authors Note: resplendent in unknown suspension, the greatest story the teller ever told was your legacy]
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