In joy I thank you, my child Within the felt of every sense For making me a proud woman and honored Of more fonder than your father Because felt and brought you From my own genuine space Making more certain, that you re mine Yes my baby That s why there is always a rush hour On the tenterhooks When you re not ok When the corners of ill are tempting you
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