Ones lived a child
No.. no... Silent seems the heartbeat my ofspring no breath i scream. NO! loosing is healing for those who never lost. beg me a chance son of man a father i tasted but can never be i grew in this life so my turn i can earn NO! i curse faith, while weeping in pain dead my emotion, a waveless ocean i became
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