How a Little Girl Sang (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Ah, she was music in herself, A symphony of joyousness. She sang, she sang from finger tips, From every tremble ...
Ah, she was music in herself, A symphony of joyousness. She sang, she sang from finger tips, From every tremble ...
I am unjust, but I can strive for justice. My life's unkind, but I can vote for kindness. I, the ...
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