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Woman floating on a graveyard

When I walk into a graveyard, I see names and infos here and there. Sometimes I even find some little stories.

Something people are proud of. Something people want to tell others. It always reminds me of a social media site, except everybody stops updating.

We create social media profiles and hope others see them, because we want to feel existing. We put social media profiles on stones for the deceased, because we want to feel they still existing. And when we want to talk to them, they have to be there and listen. Just listen without talking, and help dealing with the troubles in the lives of the living. How c is that? They’ve already logged out. Leave them in peace.

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