O o markaan subaxdii toosay oo aan damcay inaan ilmahayga nuujiyo ayaan arkay inuu dhintay, laakiinse subaxdiiba markaan u fiirsaday ayaan ogaaday inuusan ahayn wiilkaygii aan dhalay.
And when I rose to nurse my child, behold, he was dead. But when I had considered him in the morning, behold, it was not the son I had borne.
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