the loss of the poor is so great, so full of everything, while the rich have their houses. And while the rich have their houses, we are left with bones to look for. What a moving poem.
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the loss of the poor is so great, so full of everything, while the rich have their houses. And while the rich have their houses, we are left with bones to look for. What a moving poem.