Deja
I have served in wars both domestic and abroad, many long days both strange and odd, but I cry out so loud to scream to God, Please give me a child, my life is good my wife is great, I knew she was the on from the very first date, but this should a perfect life make, Please give me a child, I was a bad little child, my momma said I meddled to much, but maybe I don't meddle enough, Please give me a child, there are greater things to pray for world peace and love, but I can put that into a little girl boy or all of the above, please send me a child, Pardon my appeal but Lord if you will I love it with all my will, Please send me a child.
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