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I want my body in ice
Where it’ll survive harshness
In a bed of cold liquid
It will last
Up to the end of time
Enshrouded in freshness
Far from cremation
And the tomb
There is no heaven
Hell stays a legend
The future for me
Lies in the frost
While others decompose
Becoming bones
Turning into dust
Back to the earth
Time will tell
Whether I’ll survive
Cocooned in ice
Marooned in age
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