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Rated: E · Poetry · Children's · #2189045
I just wrote this poem on a new born baby,
Tiny feet and hands are not in this span.
Yearning for what I can not have.
Beating heart sooth my dreary soul.
Sleepless nights, I shall never know
what I can not hold.
Killing my heart for what was told.
No little dreams to shape,
My future is known.
I take way fighting, I will not lose.
To break a fantasy I mustn't.
Unyielding hope will light my way.
For one day, I pray you will be known to life.
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