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It ceased. The clock struck three after midnight. The bedroom door was neatly shut. I went out into the yard and moved away from the house. Accidentally I leaned against the well. The bier with the coffin with my dead granddad was in the shed. I’ve seen the dead who didn’t fully die and the living who died but went on living. When the day breaks, I’ll go and search for that one who can solve everything without much ado and entanglement, and I’ll order two cans of petrol.
