A mother forgives
A mother forgets.
No matter
How old
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Father forgive,
The hatred which divides
Nation from nation
Race from race
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Faith comes,
From the heart.
Hope comes,
From the Bible.
...
God made friends
Because stories, dreams
Hugs and prayers
Are meant to be shared.
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My name is Isabella
My hair is white as snow.
My eyes are red like blood.
I wonder freely in the woods.
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Happiness is like a river flowing down from heven.
Happiness is like a brook that has the sound of peace.
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I have so many enemies.
To many to count.
They come with spears and swards.
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To have a chair
To set and think
O! what a great thing
Just to set and think
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My name is Qalme-Tari
Mistress of Death.
Were I go
People will follow.
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