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May 2020
I came around first at your BIRTH
I gave pain and don't REGRET
I travel with you for the rest of your LIFE

As life goes on
You hate me sometimes and wish me gone
You love me sometimes and wish for me to never go

Unlike your birth you got two choices at death; PAIN OR PEACE
you got to cry at birth or you might be said to be dead. A choice not to cry at death can be easy or hard.

Pain and then peace NOT pain and then pain again.
Written by
Enegbuma Angelica k  18/F/Africa
(18/F/Africa)   
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