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... ere there, no one spoke, and the coffin was silently dragged out.
A child held someone’s hand tightly, and the mother, well, one couldn’t tell if It was tears or rain falling down her eyes.
With a haggard face, she held onto the child’s hand and followed the coffin.
The person standing in front waved the memorial bell.
Tring! Tring!
How did the sound of the bell stand out in the rain? Even in broad daylight, the dark sky spoke of everyone’s emotions.
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