The cemetery- בית הקברות.
My daughter was in the cemetery and wept. Passer-by went there and asked softly, "Why are you crying?" the Weeping one replied, "My father is buried there. Sometimes I wish I was dead instead."
My daughter was in the cemetery and wept. Passer-by went there and asked softly, "Why are you crying?" the Weeping one replied, "My father is buried there. Sometimes I wish I was dead instead."
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