I am the father that killed his son, the fine green branch; there is no hand or shelter to help me.I am a raven that has no home; I am a boat going from wave to wave; I am a ship that has lost its rudder; I am the apple left on the tree; it is little I thought of falling from it; grief and sorrow will be with me from this time.
-Richard Barber
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