7 Days of Death
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Stories of loved ones, enemies, brothers, sisters.
The Buried. The Dying. The Mourning. The Old. The Murdered. The Dead.
These people may die, with their face struck with the last emotion, with the last facade they wore, but what about Death?
What does Death feel when those people die?
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