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I cry no more
, Mom, where are you ...
The winter is cold, same as the milk!
The cats have eaten my loaf of bread...
I shall not cry! , , Dad ...
, Can you hear the hunter's gun
As he shoots my swans ?!
The river has turned into red
I shall not cry! , , Grandma ...
The cakes looked heavenly delicious
The ones you left on the fireplace...
But the fire reached them and they were burned!
I shall not cry!
