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Sun, 27.08.2023

I Cannot Sing by Edward Harelston.

I cannot sing because when a child,    My mother often hushed me. The others she allowed to sing,    No matter what their melody.  And since I’ve grown to manhood   All music I applaud, But have no voice for singing,    So, I write my songs to God.  I have ears and know the measures,    And I’ll write a song for you, But the world […]

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Respect yourself, my brother, for we are so many wondrous things. Like a black rose, you are a rarity to be found. Our leaves intertwine as I reach out... BROTHERS LOVING BROTHERS by Vega.
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