Death by a seldom meadow
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life is beautiful and death is painful but moreover it is the most painful to the one that brings it , there is place where everyone goes that tells a story which is untold which is forgotten , a peaceful passing of time to the violent passing of time the meadow remains it holds stories, stories that can only be told by death himself.
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