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 in the morning to give my child suck, behold, it was dead; and I considered it in the morning, and behold, it was not my son, whom I bore.
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