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What anguish this life brings is death away out of this torture perhapse but think of your family and friends standing over your open coffin wile cring
sure the departed is in a better place but these morners would wish you back if they could but whether it is right or wrong it won't matter in the end because we will all be reunited soon in our final hour which could ofcourse be close at hand.
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