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On Majuro in a Marshall Islands, a passed are so tighten to a vital that Marshallese children play on petrify funeral sites noted by white plinths and headstones.
Land is so wanting on tools of this tiny island that this sold tomb is squeezed between homes, some abandoned, any hugging a narrow, hilly seashore on a sea side of a atoll.
Giant tides intensify eroding dirt and scarcely a dozen graves have depressed into a sea and cleared away. Several others seem staid to follow out on a reef. Their frame of silt and stone is usually a few feet wide, a shoreline dirty with coconut husks, depressed palm trunks, rubble and cosmetic debris.
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