Burial

<title>Burial</title>
<h1>Burial</h1>
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Mine is a body that should die at sea!
       And have for a grave, instead of a grave
     Six feet deep and the length of me,
       All the water that is under the wave!

     And terrible fishes to seize my flesh,
       Such as a living man might fear,
     And eat me while I am firm and fresh,--
       Not wait till I've been dead for a year!

        Edna St. Vincent Millay
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