T hese are spots in your love feasts, while they feast with you without fear, serving only themselves. They are clouds without water, carried about by the winds; late autumn trees without fruit, twice dead, pulled up by the roots;
Kuwanu waa dhagaxyo qarsoon oo ku dhex jira cashooyinkiinna jacaylka markay idinla faysteeyaan iyagoo aan cabsanaynin; waxayna yihiin adhijirro naftooda jira, iyo daruuro aan biyo lahayn oo dabaylo kaxeeyaan, iyo geedo jiilaal oo aan midho lahayn, oo laba goor dhintay, oo la rujiyey;
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