the shape of soul or death

2008 my grandmother in my father side and my grandmother in my mother side gone one after another.

i was in the crematory of my maternal grandmother, we companied with her for the last length of trip, and then she was pushed in the metal container and feel the fire`s warm,

then i standed outside of the building, saw the smoke was lifting and scattering,

i was thinking about the shape of the soul if the soul really exit,

i want to believe that there is soul in the mankind`s body.

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