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The horrible, pointless death of a child.
She's not my child, she's not even related to me, she's the little sister of one of my closest friends, but the sadness of it permeates everything. When someone old dies it isn't right or good but at least you can say they've had a full life, that they've lived. How can you say that with someone who never even reached their tenth birthday?
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“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
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