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Reviews Requested- Safe - A child that died.
Here she lays, a pretty bud,
Lately made of flesh and blood,
Who as her little eyes did peep?
Give her stewing's, but not stir,
This is the earth that lightly covers her,
I can feel you near my beautiful girl,
Alive and breathing, but where,
It's my mind again,
You're not here,
You're not here,
You're there,
All the way over there from my reach in God's caring arms,
You may not be beside me but you'll always be beside my heart,
For we shall never be emotionally apart,
Me and my beautiful girl,
Forever by my side!
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