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Pierrot, a Lonely Soul

A lonely soul lying in the carriage driving by the Grim Leaper is Pierrot, the third class theatre performer who pretended to be happy though he was sad hiding his loneliness behind thickened white makeup. Pierrot who lying in the plain wood coffin, not even a stem of flower on it, tears for the first time; each time the carriage jolts, though it was unthinkable to those who knew him, tears clearer than early morning dewdrops roll down his cheeks. [While he was alive, tears were the luxury that were way, way more than he could afford.]

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