On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. She told her husband that she wished her nothing more than her own death. But they would not be denied. God would have taken mercy on her baby, seeing that she had already had too much pain and that he had taken her beloved mother. I want you to turn me.
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