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the noise that the cemetery made
the noise that the cemetery made
was like a rocket - blast.
i made the noise to my little
brother - he said it sounded like
spirits and started crying.
i knew that it was coming from
underground.
it was like someone sucking hard
backwards on a curly straw.
some of the headstones had other
children's names on them.
no-one could hear the noise that
the cemetery made, except me.
so my father took me away from
the place & bought me some chips |