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Слушать(AI)Lonesome Place
I got to leave this town.
It’s a lonesome place.
Got to leave this town
It’s a lonesome place.
A po’, po’ boy
Find a friendly face.
Goin’ down to de
Flowin’ deep an’ slow.
Goin’ down to de
Deep an’ slow-Cause there ain’t no
Where de waters go.
I’m weary, weary,
Weary, as I can be.
Weary, weary,
Weary as can be.
This life’s so weary,‘S’ bout to overcome me.
Langston Hughes
James Mercer Langston Hughes (February 1, 1901[1] – May 22, 1967) was an American poet, social activist, novelist, playwright, and columnist fro
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