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May 2014
It's hard to believe we live  in a time when people make arrangements for their own deaths, buying up plots like they're buying mattresses.
We give up our lives so hastily, and create small deaths for ourselves in our day to day actions.
And all I can do is watch and wait as the cemeteries grow older and greener.
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sasha name  inside my head
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