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For Nelson Mandela
Another voice was buried today
in the breeze,
scattered across the oceans,
trampled under the walls of time.
Another hope lost across
another song
trapped on on a record player
singing along for freedom
before a boy turned into a man
in a different decade.
Another voice clutching to a piece
of paper,
lost across the years
whispering hope.
Another child bleach blonde
who ...
Tuesday 10th December 2013 12:38 pm
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