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Aug 2020
A child was born
And then another
I was paralysed by their beauty
And their power
I was paralysed by their being
Still am
And yet I held them
Still do
Although I have absolutely no idea
What the ****
I am supposedΒ Β to do
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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   SiouxF and Imran Islam
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