31:T1583, 1                    EBIH                                     INANNA                    1
That you are lofty as Heaven                   be it known!
                  I am low as the grave                                     mystery!
That you are broad as the earth             be it known!
                  I am small as dust                                     mystery!
That you devastate the rebellious land be it known!
                  I am created in obedient seas                   mystery!
That you roar at the land                   be it known!
                  I am sung by the rivers                                mystery!
That you smite the heads                    be it known!
                  I am blooming in hearts                              mystery!
That you devour cadavers like a dog         be it known!
                  I am nurturing like a mother                   mystery!
That your glance is terrible                    be it known!
                  I am wondrous to see                                      mystery!
That you lift your terrible glance          be it known!
                  I am seen in celestial wonder                   mystery!
That your glance is flashing                    be it known!
                  I am seen starry                                                mystery!
That you are ill-disposed toward the…   be it known!
                  I am kind for [ ]…                                            mystery!
That you attain victory                    be it known!
                  I am allowed defeat                                      mystery!
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\nMountain:
\nOn account of your height,
\non account of your goodness,
\non account of your greenness,
\nOn account of your wearing the shining holy Ba
\nYour hand, horn heaven equal,
\nAs your nose did not bow to the ground
\nAs your lip did not drag to the earth
\nBirds of lamentation beat in your heart.
\nI have killed you,
\nand: I made you cry.\n","pinned":false,"hidden":false,"mode":"md"},{"id":26,"value":"EBIH
\nShe came in on wings!
\nShe cursed my trees!
\nShe sharpened her dagger!
\nShe killed my oaks with drought!
\nShe set fire to my forests!
\nIn an evil storm she broke my beauty!
\nShe sounded like thunder!
\nShe pressed the blade into my heart!
\nDid I have a heart before?
\n\nShe put lament in my heart!
\nShe poisoned me!
\nShe came like a surging flood!
\nLike rising water she destroyed me!
\nShe grabbed my neck as if ripping up grass!
\nDid I have a neck before?
\n\nThe rocks of my body fell apart!
\nShe poured fire over me!
\nShe did as she wished!
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