father, youre cute and all, what with your greying hair and sunspots, the stockmans hat you wore as the coffin lurched into the void.
but your sermon, that sermon, did nothing to comfort me. this you speak, about an afterlife? a god? it seems that you forgot to mention the desceased, for favour of focusing on the non-existent.
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