A Song
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I am as weary as a child That weeps upon its mother's breast For joy of comforting. But I Have no such place to rest. I am as weary as a bird Blown by wild winds far out to sea When it regains its nest. But, Oh, There waits no nest for me. What think you may sustain the bird That finds no housing after flight? And what the little child console Who weeps alone at night?
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"I am as weary as a child..."
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