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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells: of emotion that was near akin to tears.
The torment was over. Even that day the healing would
begin. The survivors of the people scattered over the coun-
try--leaderless, lawless, foodless, like sheep without a shep-
herd--the thousands who had fled by sea, would begin to
return; the pulse of life, growing stronger and stronger,
would beat again in the empty streets and pour across the
vacant squares. Whatever destruction was done, the hand
of the destroyer was stayed. All the gaunt wrecks, the black-
ened skeletons of houses that stared so dismally at the sunlit
grass of the hill, would presently be echoing with the ham-
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