Here lies Howard Campbell’s essence,
Freed from his body’s noisome nuisance.
His body, empty, prowls the earth,
Earning what a body’s worth.
If his body and his essence remain apart,
Burn his body, but spare this, his heart
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- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: November 11, 1922
- Died: April 11, 2007
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