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this is the end... · sábado setembro 5, 2009

she had 103 years,a bunch of sons,grandsons,fourth generation…
she sad” every one of them forgot me”
the last ten days ,she shouted…no sleep ,she shouted…
“doctor…i shout’cause i’m afraid of them bury me alive”
friday…her daugther call me on phone…
happy…told me…
she’s gone.

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