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Life would be better I think. No teachers, doctors, dentists, or visits to the shrink.
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I would have plenty of time. For wining, dining, dancing, While I'm still in my prime.
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Sounds too good to be true. No wounds to mend, fights to end, Yelling till my face turns blue.
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My heart would never know. The peace, fulfillment, and joy, That a childs love can bestow.
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My body would never feel. A childs touch, hug, kiss, That even the darkest day can heal.
Were it not for the child, Written By T. L. Conklin |
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