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Mound Maiden
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In this silent mound I lie.
Do not mourn me, do not cry.
After labours I may rest.
A life lived well, this prize ist best.
Let these treasures stay above;
Give me remembrance, and your love.
Midgard I'll no longer roam:
To my Gods I'm going home.
© Michaela
Macha
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