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.
When I rose in the morning to nurse my child, behold, it was dead; but when I had looked at it in the morning, behold, it was not my son, whom I bore.”
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