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THERE IS A WIND
The wind in the trees the sound of what it like to be free
The cry of a newborn son is the beginning of love
Where is that mountain top where Martin saw the dream
Where is that path to the valley of peace
Where is that message of hope hidden from me
The wind on the water pushing the waves of the past
The cry of dignity echoing through these monuments and memorials
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Saturday 29th August 2020 3:02 pm
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