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Unborn

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he is that star
shimmering afar
but beauty is decor
as beyond there is more
so little his span
not a child to man
little hand grasping
what is everlasting
alas a soul is missed
but hearts are kissed
by the enduring sight
lifeless- but burning bright.





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