F orget him doth the womb, Sweeten him doth the worm, No more is he remembered, And broken as a tree is wickedness.
Uurkii hooyadiis waa illoobi doonaa isaga; jidhkiisana waxaa cuni doona oo macaansan doona dirxiga, Oo mar dambena isaga lama xusuusan doono, Oo kii xaqdaranuna wuxuu u jabi doonaa sida geed oo kale.
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