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In the middle of the night, I woke up to the sound of a baby crying. In my sleep, I felt that the cry was sometimes distant and sometimes close, sometimes like a whisper in my ear, sometimes like the sound of a distant sky.

This was the cry of a baby. It sounded like a year old, and the cry was extremely miserable, causing one's heart to ache.

Sometimes, when he was crying

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