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The child I bear in mind
And if it will be born
One morning I will find
New flesh, fresh blood, white bone
I´ll be rewarded with
And also deep, beneath
My hearts´ jokes will be cured
All best will be secured
All worst will be undone
In my daughter or son.

24-01-2002 02:36

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Child

The child I bear in mind
And if it will be born
One morning I will find
New flesh, fresh blood, white bone
Iґll be rewarded with
And also deep, beneath
My heartsґ jokes will be cured
All best will be secured
All worst will be undone
(A poem for my daughter or son)

24-01-2002 20:24