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Don't cry little girl.
I'm poor I want money
for daal and roti
-for bread and lentils-
I can't save money
for your dowry.
You may be a Laxmi
to someone but to me
a drain on my money.
I wanted a son who
when grows up makes
money - the real Laxmi.
The sun is about to set.
The full moon's soon to arise.
I have by the holy Ganges
dug up a little grave
for you. I cannot strangle
you. I'll bury you alive.
Don't cry little girl. Goodbye.
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