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Apr 2013
I carried you in my belly for your first nine months.
I carried you on my ******* for your next nine months.
I placed thousands of kisses on your little cheeks.
Would I not love you until my dying breath?
Written by
rudds  Dallas, Tx
(Dallas, Tx)   
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