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A long procession
Crying children
Walking slowly
In the rainy dawn
Women of easy virtue
Dressed in black
Follow the hearse
Hiding their glance
A lonely man
Far behind
Is lamenting over
His old loves
How time flies
Yesterday in love
Today lying
On a silk pillow
