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Aug 2014
A child is born and we rejoice        
Happy there was a choice.
A new mother quickly forgets the pain of birth
As all great things in life come from our earth.
The child grows and the changes become apparent                  
Transparent to all but the parents.    
How did they not see their jewel, the star in their eyes, was different from all the other little guys
Their angel was the devil in disguise.
No hope of winning a Nobel Prize, they decide to baptize.
Dressed in white  surrounded by friends
They celebrate the rebirth of the end.
Innocent
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Innocent
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