THE BELL RINGS



The bell rings, with its sweet tone;
And many run to it.

The bell rings;
But she does not care for it.

The bell rings;
But it does not bother her.

The bell rings;
But she is not blinded by its sweet tones.

The bell rings;
And many more run to it,
But she does not care to leave the world just yet.

The bell rings;
And it continues to ring.

The bell rings;
She does not care for it.
It does not bother her.
So she lets it ring.

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