Ashes, ashes we all fall down by Khatija Khan

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surely, the earth is a wicked old womanwho steals stainless steel bones to bury it under her skin, adding one more bone and one more year to her stock๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต? little girls with neatly combed brown ponytails circle around and sing ringa ringa roses …

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