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0Golden light poured through the old stained-glass window, painting the abandoned chapel in warm colors. Dust drifted through the air as three children gathered around a weathered piano, their melodies echoing softly through the silent ruins. Chara sat with a knowing smile, Clover listened with quiet determination
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