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Beautiful Entrance
Pain searing through me; My energy flowing away free, Drained to the core, I did not know if I could take more. Exhausted and weary; So very bleary, I wanted to just halt; To cease my body from this assault. There was no stopping this journey; My path was set and stormy, Onwards my fate was set. I could not quit just yet. I felt as though I had died so many times; Yet, my body suffered through its hurting crimes, Flowing through my body like chains of fire; Burning my flesh with its dark desire. Just when I felt I lost; That this battle had cost, My life and my soul; I finally reached my goal. Your cry was like a baby lamb; Your life penetratated through like a broken dam, Your little screams so astounding; I felt my heart pounding. Finally my little girl was born, And even though I was so worn; I could not stop looking at your beauty, I was complete; I done my duty, My daughter had breathed in her life, My joy was rife. I cried with joy: So happy you was not boy!
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