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the cemetery

The Cemetery Children going back from school and took the quick way through the cemetery. They stopped by a new dug grave. One of the children said: who was he? Oh, just another old *******. One of the children said. Since my soul overheard their remark I forgave them, The truth is we are all assholes And our life is mostly without any consequence.

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