I had a dream that comes into his own funeral. Old my dying and as if molt, finished transferred to a new body the soul in such a world, I am the first person is dead the world. My first person apparently died a little faster than people. New I have also attended the funeral. Family stoicism and I also I have. But I, if touches the shoulder of the corpse of his, my body is cold, the concept of death is applied attacked me. And I cried aloud. Such a dream.
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