Sorrow has come to our dwellings...
A young man close to our family was killed in a horrid accident.
He was like a shadow to my husband.
A young man of a great mind.
He shall be greatly missed.
So young, for his flame to go out.
'Tis time to sing the songs of sorrow about our dwellings.
The time of mourning has come again.
~ Morria
~ Morria
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