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As a young boy
at my grandfather's funeral
I remember
asking my grandmother
what had happened
to him

"he died"
she said

"when will I die"
I asked her

She bent to me
and kissed me on the cheek
and smiled
and said
"you will never
be permitted
to die"

I still think
of his funeral
all these
centuries later

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