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A heart warming poem from an expecting mother to her unborn girl, " I am terrified of an error, No wiser than the next personm, But the wisest to you.
My dear girl
I am scared
Of you getting a form
Is it right here for you
Will it be wise
To bring innocence
In this jaded world
With children with old eyes
Where you can become
An object of lust
From the day you will be born
Scared
You will grow up too soon
Lose the touch of whimsy too soon
The joy of unfettered play
And believing anything possible
Santa fairies Godmother and flying pumpkins
Become limited by your own thoughts
Watch the child die before
The child has ever the chance to grow
What would I teach you
Which thought
Which ideology
When I am not even sure of it myself
They tell this is the right way and that wrong
I am terrified of an error
No wiser than the next person
But the wisest to you
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