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Child

December 5, 2007
By Anonymous

Beautiful creation
Living on the threshold of life
Delegate as the soft pedals on a flower
With the face of an angel in heaven
With the movement of a butterfly without wings
With the touch of a smooth silk cloth
With crying eyes as wide as the world
Watching, waiting to cling to one to call its own
Growing, changing into the being it will soon become.


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