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Echoing Tears

Still as a whisper Small as a mouse Creeping and cringing in a large house Screams echo daily Cries in the night Deaf eyes turn blindly Away from the sight Who then will listen Who then will hear The cries of the children Echoing tears

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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