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Suddenly, as from a bolt of clarity and intuition, they recall: they can draw to mind things that have been lost - lost through the seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades, centuries, millennia. Things not lost in sacrifice, or given as spoils of a great war, but neglected - forgotten - to the self-devouring being of time; to the continuum of emergence, preservation and entropy, and thus lost to itself; to the great threat of itself, like a human so vivid with thoughts as to kill herself or a beautiful flower rotting from too much exposure to the very elements that once gave its life.

But very soon, the inkling becomes so fragile and unclear: perhaps it was a mere thought, or a fantasy? It is, hence, waved away like buzzing flies under noon suns and it has soon vanished like some frail mirage that never really was.

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This is Wadi-us-Salaam (وادي السلام) cemetery located in the holy city of Najaf, Iraq, and is the worlds largest. Burials are reported to have been a daily occurrence for the past 1400 years, and in certain periods, as many as approximately 250 corpses have been buried each day. The cemetery is estimated to contain over 5 million corpses. Wadi-us-Salaam is Arabic for “Valley of Peace”. 

This is Wadi-us-Salaam (وادي السلام) cemetery located in the holy city of Najaf, Iraq, and is the worlds largest. Burials are reported to have been a daily occurrence for the past 1400 years, and in certain periods, as many as approximately 250 corpses have been buried each day. The cemetery is estimated to contain over 5 million corpses. Wadi-us-Salaam is Arabic for “Valley of Peace”. 

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We throw roses and small birds into the gaping abyss
as a gesture of solemn gratitude,
like primitive men paying revered tribute
to the spirit of a great, great enemy;
We offer our bodies to that great, monstrous depth,
proclaiming in a mantric throbbing of the vocal chords
a most sincere respect to the magnificent devil
that almost swallowed us whole…
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