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... the innermost part of the room and saw the helpless baby lying on the ground, crying loudly, small, dirty, and fragile.
Covered in bloodstains, marked by the traces of war, the innocent cry carried a purity that did not belong to this world; surrounded by corpses cutting off all signs of life, the stench of death permeated recklessly, yet amidst the crying, the newborn innocence, and joy proclaimed the birth of life, like poppies blooming on decaying corpses, enchanting yet deadly.
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