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    My heart weeps silently          for the child                    I once carried My mind paralyzed          with fear of a reoccurrence                    but my body longs                             to be the vessel That carries your          fragile, tiny frame                    supporting you in                             my cracked container You fluttered and          my heart melted                    connecting ...
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    I cry because I am glador don’t like what I’ve had Mommy saidit’s because I want my own waybut is that so bad a few times a day I cry because I am sador perhaps because I am mad Daddy saidit’s because I don’t wantto listen to a word he says But I say otherwisebecause ...