Reminders of our own mortality are always minor revelations to us:
Some of us sob, not even knowing those who had passed. Others gossip, while others walk around. Some head to the late night diner for a bite. While others, sit on the curb, light a smoke, and focus their thoughts inward.
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Some of us sob, not even knowing those who had passed.
Others gossip, while others walk around.
Some head to the late night diner for a bite.
While others, sit on the curb, light a smoke, and focus their thoughts inward.
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