Baked My Bread With So Much Sorrow
Baked My Bread With So Much Sorrow
Had baked my bread with so much sorrow;
Some of yours will surely want to borrow;
Desire possess;
Bread caress;
So I must eat now before stale tomorrow.
Jim Horn
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