Come, child, come and learn the great language of the earth. Unless you learn, who will speak your name? How will you know yourself? How will you keep your face from being burnt by the sun? From bursting into filaments of pearl when the moon comes too close on full moon nights? How will you write, child, how will you read? Who will know your name, girl-child, who will know your name?
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