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The musculine scent of his clogne
As his soft lips touch my neck
The gentle flowing of his hands all over my body
The thought of knowing that we are....
Hours of unuttered pain
Every muscel working together
Her birth canal opening with every
Intence to cm
And it was only at the last push
She felt the profound connection...between she, the baby
And the Creator
True meaning she felt of giving to this world a soul
The last push she felt it
The last push

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