The Unseen Tears of a Young Cobalt Miner
The scorching morning sun beats down on me As I’m forced to toil away cobalt Its dust coats my lungs and impairs my vision And even if my sight isn’t 20/20 I can still see what I’m doing isn’t right For my growth I’m merely a young boy Yet, the rest of the world depends on […]
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