Tribute
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Complete Thu, Sep 13, 201817m
There, in that grave without a name, people gather and call it a rock instead of a tombstone.
The person in the grave has no relatives, so nobody knows who she or he really is.
There's one thing they know about her or him, and that is that he or she is a human. A sinful human who did mischief on others.
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