Cotton rows crisscross the world
And dead-tired nights of yearning
Thunderbolts on leather strops
And all my body burning
Sugar cane reach up to God
And every baby crying
Shame a blanket of my night
And all my days are dying

Auteur: Maya Angelou

Cotton rows crisscross the world<br />And dead-tired nights of yearning<br />Thunderbolts on leather strops<br />And all my body burning<br />Sugar cane reach up to God<br />And every baby crying<br />Shame a blanket of my night<br />And all my days are dying - Maya Angelou

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