When I depart the realm of the terrestrial, for the splendour of the celestial, do not bury my remains in the valley of the kings. For robbers would move my bones in search of gold rings. I detest sharing the glory of the blue-bloods with them in death. But I would like my molded clay buried in the worm infested earth, where it would nourish both worm and field, and help moisture give life to mother earth's withered yield.
Quote by Joseph Ogbonna

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