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Should your blankets be torn May your breezes blow warm May your treasures be what you find May the burdens you bear like your bounties be shared May you leave something good behind
Would the sky and the land rise to your command May your senses cut like the knife Live in peace with the earth As in death as in birth May you prosper and have a good life |
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