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Tears and tears of weeping sorrow, looking for a better morrow disgust and guilt on their faces,
the rich escaping to their places, never to be seen again.
People pleading of all ages, parents, children, newborns too, tears and tears of weeping sorrow, lost and hopeless, turning pages, stuck in life’s weeping cages.
Tears and tears of weeping sorrow, waiting for a better morrow,
at last found with life’s hope, untying the knots of death’s rope.
Poet: Klementyna bachleda-blaszczak
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