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The Other Language
Three days after I was born, as I lay in my silken cradle, gazing
with dismay on the new world round about me, my mother
spoke to the wet-nurse, saying, "How does my child?
The Other Language
Three days after I was born, as I lay in my silken cradle, gazing
with dismay on the new world round about me, my mother
spoke to the wet-nurse, saying, "How does my child?
Khalil Gibran - Poems
