The living
Life teems with unexpected wonders waiting just ahead, urging us onward. Living people have fun. They play, laugh,sing and relax. They talk, yell, cry and stay silent if they feel like it. Living holds so much meaning and purpose. The living take care of others: small, young, old, sick, and even healthy humans. They grow up, the children, and carry on their parents' jobs. Only to get old, so they can be taken care of, by their own daughters and sons. They love each other very much and will always cherish these special moments.
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