Don't Wake the Dead...
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Johnny and Felix looked off onto the sunset through the old willow trees, the beams of light breaking their every will to be seen. Felix rubbed the back of his neck and fluffed his hood, that way he could be ready. They sat on her gravestone and smiled patiently, waiting for the right moment to get up and be done with respects. "You know Felix," Johnny started, making Felix jump. "I always say the dead listen better than the living for a reason. They don't judge you, correct you, or voice an opinion. They listen to you, feel a pity for you, but they never say a word."
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