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SINGER: Harry Chapin
SONG:The Shortest Story
I am born today the sun burns a promise in my eye Mama strikes me and i draw a breath and cry above me a cloud slowly tumbles through the sky i am glad, to be alive It is my seventh day i taste the hunger and i cry My brother and sister cling to mama's side she squeezes her breast but it has nothing to provide someone weeps, i fall asleep It is twenty days today mama does not hold me anymore I open my mouth but i am to weak to cry above me a bird slowly crawls across the sky why is there nothing now to do but die?
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