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The thirteen-year-old boy put down his bow, sneaking his head closer to the boy beside him, who was one year older than him, to see what he was reading.

On the book printed a few lines of a simple yet beautiful poem:

"And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on."

- The End

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