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Micah G Nov 2018
In the pale white light
    Fine Flowers in the valley
She learned of child to come in the night
    The green leaves they grow rarely

The night came sooner than expected, it did
    Fine Flowers in the valley
She went to the clinic and did it in
    The green leaves they grow rarely

Walking down the street she saw a child
    Fine Flowers in the valley
And saw the love they shared and smiled
    The green leaves they grow rarely
A shorter, modern take on The Cruel Mother
Don’t take this the wrong way. It is in no way meant to throw shade or degrade those who have had abortions.
I very much disagree with them but can’t put myself in their shoes as a male.

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