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Looking Into Myself At Birth

There I was conceived at birth if then all my life I could've seen all that was planned in my future asking what does all this mean? It was in these early weeks of life that tongue was tied staying every day what thoughts had I in these times? no one knows about this lump of clay At that time my mother gave me up what inward effects has that all had? thankfully adoptive parents took me in but then it could have made me all sad There I was in children s home before adoption not knowing my future at that very time but God had weaved me in mum's womb had His hand upon me over hills to climb The Almighty knew His plan for me all along no matter my stammer, adoption all my strife from that moment at birth would be at my side clutching my hand every day of life

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