Under every grave, there is a soul. Every soul had flesh and blood during its lifetime!
At that time, they were busy, working hard for their families and careers all day long. They were busy with daily necessities, food, clothing, housing and transportation. They wanted to get what they didn't get, and wanted more for what they got!
After getting sick from overwork, I finally fell out of bed, finally closed my eyes, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke...
After death everything becomes empty!
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