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Mothering losing a child not even born. |
| Still Kick He doesn't know How much pain Kick While he grows Turns into a boy Kick How to raise a man? I can't breathe Kick I won't resist I need to stroke him Kick Like his father He is more than air Still He doesn't know How much it hurts Still To feel him gone Again leaving me Still But I whisper Despite the futility Still I'll be here Whenever you are Still When you are ready I know you'll stay |