Silencing the Moo - Framed & Mounted Print
$47.99
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The Cry of the Cowskin Drum We hear the drum in evening hours Far off it echoes from each tower A call to silence, soft and sure It's not a haunting sound but pure. It's an ancient song a kin to us all A truth that's drummed in darkness and pall It's of a plight that none should miss The lessons of a timeless kiss. By Frederich Douglass AI
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