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In your unborn eyes,
can you see the world? Where will the world be when your eyes open to see? Will there be peace, sadness or joy? Will you be a sugar and spice girl, or the All-American boy? How will you be received, by the ones who conceived? I hope you’re loved and not just from above. Will you be ready for problems you’ll definitely face? Will you be the champion, fighting for the right? Can this world survive without a heart as pure, as proud as yours should be? Can we stand beside you, in the battle of the war of truth? Will you stand strong to the forces of evil? Will you laugh at your personal devil? In your unborn eyes what should we see? In your unborn state, what is your fate? Are we in hopes of something to strong? In a world, in need of heroes are you the one; the chosen one, to rest our concerns, our confusions? Unborn one, is this world ready for the powers of the unknown? Will you be our savior? Unborn one, my worldly heart cries for your love, screams for your desires, set my fears on fire... Unborn one, with your life make a woman's dream come true. Without you, she is just a woman, with motherhood dreams.
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