Not-being's water served to mix my clay,
Read 'Not-being's water served to mix my clay,' by 'Omar Khayyam' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Not-being's water served to mix my clay, by Omar Khayyam
Not-being's water served to mix my clay,
And on my heart grief's fire doth ever prey,
And blown am I like wind about the world,
And last my crumbling earth is swept away.
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