I was at a crematorium last week. I saw 3 little sisters running around, having fun. Each time I turned around, there was one more sibling. I finally counted 7 of them from a toddler to the eldest girl who didn't seem to be more than 10.
They seemed happy, cheerful and ran around collecting stuff left behind by mourners.
Seeing so many of them depressed me. Future seemed bleak.
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