Little sparrow/by said segame
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Little sparrow/by said segame
Everyone must do good To wind upwhere hé should In wide blue high skies With no soreness a little bord flies All of sud de a black mist Came to disturb his sight a bit Throwing away heure and there hi swings Thé bird endeavours in pain Aware that this was thé deed of man Cos this mistry fog when it began It was is and Will always be blessé by that man