Here lies
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Elizabeth Treasure Maurdr
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Born April 29, 2001
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Died March 4, 2021
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"Closure is finally feasible"
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A woman, not quite twenty, has perished from Earth. A not truly unusual happenstance. She died in a car wreck on an old road in a small town, that only the denizens know the name of, through no fault of her own. Some nobody turned dead onto her car, in a speed unreasonable, flipped it. She was a passenger who wore her seatbelt. Her driver lived to tell the tale, but they all resented him for he told in full detail that he wasn't wearing a seatbelt, he would eventually be charged with second-degree murder, as, if he didn't neglect her at the time of the crash, she would still be alive. The resented-unintentional-murderer came to the funeral, and looked up at the sky as if Treasure was looking down on him from the overglorified kingdom of Heaven. He let go of the balloon he was handed, a proper send off from the living world unto the deceased world.
"Forgive me," he cried, as if she could hear him.
Many people have theories about where that balloon will symbolically or not symbolically fly to. Some people believe in a dichotomy; while some believe in reincarnation; while some believe that existence just stops and nothing is left besides one's rotting, filthy corpse; while some people believe that the balloons serve no purpose just as everything else does. Treasure was being chased by the balloon (symbolically of course), with her soul continuously going up in the sky, bound to find out the answers to a majority of life's internal and external wars.
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