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Monday, October 23, 2006

never.

it's all over from the very beginning.

emotions started pouring in when the decos around were being removed.
...
getting ready... and all were told to look at him for the one last time.
the rituals were just frustrating..
and viewing of the cremation... was totally torturous.

and still life has to go on...

everyone's getting old...
give it another two or three more years..
i just hope they will know you by then.


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