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"People used to think that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens, that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can�t rest. And sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right." | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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