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The Fall of Heaven Kyuka Lilymjok
The Fall of Heaven
Kyuka Lilymjok
'How can I dance to these drums while my son is wailing in fire?' Bilba wondered to himself.'To me, it is unnatural to do so, ' Konsa said. 'It is not just a case of Nero fiddling while Rome burned or chasing rats while one's house is on fire; it is a case of laughing while sitting on thorns.' 'The fire burning my son has melted my legs and hands, ' Bilba said. 'I am without legs and hands to dance and clap.
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