Cool...hum it might explain something in my own past,
I used to play in graveyards when I was a child.
The house I was born to was beside one,
and we used to go out to *visit*dead relatives( uncles ,aunts, grandparents)
I'd play in the country graveyard.
Thats where my mom is now...
I don't find them scarey though,
sad ,quiet and interesting...reflective, peaceful, *alive*if you know what I mean.
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