She smelled like shade and lull,
They upraised her corpus
She was peeping,
they were sighing, since carrying her was onerous, not because she was heavy, but because she was so frail, that they were scared of breaking that slight body of hers.
Light, and white, and calm, and cold
They were intensely cautious, passing her through, in weeps and tears.
They didn't know, that she was going to break down under the mass of the soil and sun, they just couldn't believe, since she was still peeping.
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