You Would Go To Condolences To The Child ...

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You would go to condolences to the child whose bird died,
Colorful baboons rained down in the consistency of rose sherbet,
Sobbing puppies; you would shorten prayers, prayers,
From your blessed back like the holy Mount Sinai.

My heart is hopeless that the pure grandchildren do not want to go down,
For the sake of weak tongues that know the taste of tears,

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