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[Six days I wept for him and seven nights.

] [I did not surrender his body for burial,] [until a maggot dropped from his nostril.] '[Then I was afraid that I too would die,] [I grew fearful of death, and so wander the wild.] What became of my friend [was too much to bear,] [so on a far road I wander the] wild; what became of [my friend] Enkidu [was too much to bear,] [so on a far path] I wander [the wild.]

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