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The beauty of death

I try to determine what it means to me, Victorian mourning. I am reading a collection of articles that take my breath away with the extravagance and grace once given to the dead. It is understandable that in a society where there was so much death, that people must invent customs to make it less fearsome. I long in my very soul for such a society to exist now. It's not the funerals I'm wanting. I don't know what it is.

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