There lies my burned up body

Ashes scattered in the wind

Aloft on Son Tra Mountain

Footloose spirit e'er twinned


Up there lies my resting place

Ushered by long tailed macaques

Adrift and long forgotten

Unfamed soul of melting wax


No headstone, tomb, nor marker

To earmark my existence

Cleared to roam at liberty

The paths of least resistance

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