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To a man worn out by the burden of hardship

Translated from Uzbek · Original text

To a man worn out by the burden of hardshipA young father suddenly spoke:“My offspring has come into the world,Let me share this good news with you.May all my love and affection go to my child,May he grow and flourish not knowing what sorrow is!And when I grow old, not leaving me to grief,May he be my support beside me till I die!”With a broken smile the old man's voice came:“May this resolve never leave you, my dear.But know: it's not good deeds from a child —If no harm comes from him, that is happiness, my dear.”Akrom MALIK

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