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I was a heaven,
For you I became an earth.
Stepping on the grass
They smashed the earth.
I was a river running
Became a stinking pool.
Tadpoles and frogs
Made me their dwelling.
I was a soil - ores of gold,
For you I've become salty,
Of my salts village's walls,
Have become salty, it's a pity.
I was the moon in the sky
I became a grave for you
Could you be worthy
Of my nail broken off too?
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