Earlier this morning, As the rhythmic bells tolled loudly, Inside the church, Beyond the entrance, Through the mist, Eventually, Before long, Turning away from the wireless, After deliberately ignoring everyone , On my way home, Feeling disheartened, Immediately, In the blink of an eye, As soon as I could, Already, Outside, As I moved towards the ornately decorated doorway, In the distance, Deep in the heart of the village, Between the murmurings, By the cold, granite headstone, While strolling along the cobbled path , Despite the weather being glorious this morning.

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