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CHILD OF WAR OR SO WE CAN HEAR

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My spirit was good to me today

She took me away from the cold grey room

 

I cried for my Daddy but he wasnt there

I cried for Freedom but no one heard

 

I know there's a warm golden sun somewhere

And green fields where I can run and play

But I dont know where

 

My spirit was good to me today

She took me there

◄ MESSAGE FROM A FRIEND

TWO 'AULD 'UNS SAT ON A BENCH ►

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