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One gloomy Sunday with clouds weeping and a withered vulture perch at a weary gaunt tree branch. Grandma Smith serves a drably colorful ambrosial salad. The flickering candle on their creaking table lights each family member’s moaning smiles, delightful for once again another gathering this time at a cemetery, together with late grandpa’s picture frame.182Please respect copyright.PENANAtDkiK9ZMkc