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Sep 2014
Looking at unborn nation,
I'm staringΒ Β at other women's bellies,
you were in mine
you were breathing for me...

I'm crying for you, can you hear?
I'm calling your ungiven name,
holding empty air,
just come back, breathe for me...
Written by
Muna
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