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Ninmaḫ threw the pinched-off clay from her hand on the ground and a great silence fell(1 ms. has instead:) Enki threw all (?) the clay to the ground and was greatly xx. The great lord Enki said to Ninmaḫ: "I have decreed the fates of your creatures and given them their daily bread. Come, now I will fashion somebody for you, and you must decree the fate of the newborn one!"