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The Voice of Infant

Let me come, In this world, Don’t kill me, Before taking birth. No one feels my suffering, No one feels my pain, Even after this much cruelty, I can’t give you a bane. Who gave you the right, Of snatching my breath? Without any reason, Why I face this unusual death? My heart cries for mercy, And soul shouts for redemption, Just take a pause, For listening my emotion. Pleasure is my enemy, Bad luck is my mate, Nothing can be painful, More than my fate. Someone, please, tell me, What is my error? Why you give me suffering? When I need your favor.

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Book: Shattered Sighs