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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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Whose children are these? Who do these children belong to? With no power to look over, He look at them sleeping, Exhaustion overwhelming hunger, barely Protect with burlap from the cold Cabin.... WHOSE CHILDREN ARE THESE? by Gearld Barrax.
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