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Urn your living
Tggrimler onI went to my uncle's funeral a while ago. I said my farewells to him and when it came time to go she handed me the urn with my recently deceased Grandmother's ashes in it. I cradled it in my hands knowing how precious it was and found that I could see my own reflection in the glaze. I stared into my own eyes for most of that ride.
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