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| Arlington National Cemetery |
I stood behind the hearse as the body was lifted into mortal hands,
prepared for eternal rest with the nation's warriors in Arlington,
and beheld no weapons as the casket made to the place where it
would receive the traditional white marker for the dead. When
the broad white flower of the magnolia superimposed itself,
in the line of my vision as if all the graves suddenly blossomed
into new life.
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