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| | Mary Sherhart |
 | | About an hour later, in an altered state of exhaustion and exhilaration, I found myself sitting next to the beloved singer Kadira Cano who was singing her heart out, everyone joining in, in the bosom of the Pobric family, in beautiful Bosnia, with night falling and a crescent moon in the sky. |
 | | They ranged in age from 10 to over 60, were from all cultures and religions of Bosnia, and from all parts of the country. |
 | | It was at that moment I knew I could not sing for Bosnian refugees without going to the source of the music and experiencing the soul of Bosnia; to see the sun filtering through leaves, to hear children's voices at play, to see the towns they so tragically had to flee. |
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