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Death's Craddle

7 Feet long and built to contain,
a human beings final remains.
With a comfortable bed and soft side walls;
as if the dead could feel anything at all!
While ornate, with fancy wood carved designs;
it's only meant to be viewed upon one time.
Then it's lowered down into the ground for all eternity,
the "cradle's" occupant no one will ever again see.


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