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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from O Pioneers! by Willa Cather: shot in the heart, and had rolled over on his
back and died. His face was turned up to the
sky and his brows were drawn in a frown, as
if he had realized that something had befallen
him. But for Marie Shabata it had not been so
easy. One ball had torn through her right lung,
another had shattered the carotid artery. She
must have started up and gone toward the
hedge, leaving a trail of blood. There she had
fallen and bled. From that spot there was
another trail, heavier than the first, where she
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