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My Grave
I am not afraid nor do I care to die,
For didn't you tell me that you will not cry?
But now that the grave is my womb,
How dare you weep over my tomb?
For didn't you tell me that you will not cry?
But now that the grave is my womb,
How dare you weep over my tomb?
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