A. CHILDREN most other poor country children are struggling to find foods
Answer:
I dont know
Explanation:
read and answer it urself
Answer:
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
Explanation:
Answer:
After the me but before the last "
Explanation:
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