# burial

By [DEAJTDF](https://paragraph.com/@deajtdf) · 2022-07-16

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Summer night.

In the jungle, the insects sing incessant, playing a unique symphony in the night, from time to time, there are a few rustling leaves as the wind moves.

In the silence of the night, it is particularly harsh, let people's ears a little tickle.

This, for someone, is a requiem.

An open meadow on the outskirts of the jungle.

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