A pair of green hands pressed against one another, laying flat. Their nails are painted neon pink.

Bury me

Bury me here when I die,

Bury me where the sea calls my name

And the green waves will wash me away.

Bury me here if I can’t fly,

Bury me here when I die,

Here where the foam will sweep me gently against the shore.

So bury me where the wind will carry my name,

And the sea will gently wash away all of my remains.

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