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Watching babies grow to be,
Little kids that are carefree As they grow older, They become bolder They get a car and start to drive, That's when they feel alive They get a career of their own, Now they are very far from home Wanting to hold that baby in your arms, Loving it and keeping from harms Knowing that can't be anymore, Let the baby go explore
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