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May 2019
The new baby is just a question in mind
That will be answered at the given time
Will it be a boy or a girl?
Well there's no right or wrong.
Just let it be happy
Healthy and strong
A day, week, a month, another year old
My brother? My sister?
With my half of mold
I know you'll be happy
And I will be too
So when you come don't be scared
I'll protect you
Skip
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Skip  47/M
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