How much longer
Must I weep?
The thought of you,
Within my breast
Ceases not to pulse
and beat and adorn
my fainted breath.
I love you,
I miss you,
My little unformed child.
Must I weep?
The thought of you,
Within my breast
Ceases not to pulse
and beat and adorn
my fainted breath.
I love you,
I miss you,
My little unformed child.
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