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Jul 27
Young child,
Remember the promise,
The contract made from
your very first heartbeat.

Your first breath of life was not easy
And it never will be.

Young child,
You did not open your eyes
To live the rest of your life
Dreaming;
Your very first speech
Was you screaming -
Young child,
You came to us
Squealing
Asking:
"What are these feelings I'm feeling?"

And I told you
This is pain,
This is life,
And your promise is
Struggle and heartbreak
Even when you smile,
Young Child,
Your promise is death
For a long while.
Is birth really a joyful event?
Sabika H
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Sabika H  20/London
(20/London)   
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