Well, then my brother died.
My only surviving …
And I said, ‘I’ll take the thing.’
And he said, ‘Put it in the pergalum.’
And then he died.
But before he died —
I wanted it —
it had been in the for years and years —
long before I …
They were marvellous to him.
Then he died.
He told me, ‘If you want it take it.’
And I said, ‘Well’ — so I did.
It was the most beautiful —
I’d had my eye on it.
So he was still breathing.
Then he died.
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