Tag: sorrow
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And my sorrow was born…
And when my Joy was born, I held it in my arms and stood on thehouse-top shouting, “Come ye, my neighbours, come and see, for Joythis day is born unto me. Come and behold this gladsome thing thatlaugheth in the sun.” But none of my neighbours came to look upon my Joy, and great wasmy…
Vrunda Chauk 