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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

A new song to sing
The sun rises in the east and makes it’s way westward across the broad open sky…
The fertile fields far below shine out their glory getting ready to feed a nation…
Summers sun rises high spreading her warmth across a weary people... tired of cold… tired of Covid… tired of the isolation that winter brings
We all need a new song to sing.

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