Battered and worn
We all die a little
every time
we enter sleep
Casualties of life's
daily wars
Many self created
Then come morn
we regenerate miraculously
and are reborn
Rise again we must
to walk the Earth
and interact
with our fellow zombies
Being the best mutants
we can possibly be
til erosion demands
we lay back down
and die again
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