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I should have died, The mother cried, Please let me take his place! Take me instead, She begged and pled, As tears stram down her face. To nones surprise, He did not rise, From his resting place, All day she sleeps, And waking weeps, An anguished fall from grace.
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 8:30 AM UTC
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I should have died, The mother cried, Please let me take his place! Take me instead, She begged and pled, As tears stram down her face. To nones surprise, He did not rise, From his resting place, All day she sleeps, And waking weeps, An anguished fall from grace.
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 8:30 AM UTC
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