I Cry No MoreMom, where are you…The winter is cold, same as the milk!The cats have eaten my loaf of bread…I shall not cry!Dad…Can you hear the hunter’s gunAs he shoots my swans?!The river has turned into redI shall not cry!Grandma…The cakes looked heavenly deliciousThe ones you left on the...
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