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WOUNDED SIGH
This or that, Vol. 24
April 8, 2024
Wounded sigh, looking up high
Like time has come for him to die
The precious blood must flow
For, the light of this world to glow
The stains of sin must be washed away
For, the world to see the light of day
Wounded and tired he may be
But he must toil for the world to see
That his love knows no fear
And the world for him is dear
That he is willing to give his life
To rid the world of hate and strife
That he is willing to pay our dues
Although, many of us have no clues
That he is willing to give his breath
To save our souls from certain death
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R. B. Cawis
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