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Wept the Child

The child wept and cried, I took him up and blessed bribe , he wept of falling, kissed mother,father and calling, the child becomes adament yet, I found his eye lashes wet, I felt his fearful breath, said I need he treat, never joy I felt,never I thought, in history so deep never I caught, I praised thee and prayed,[God] without thee all are dead, patient soul o child. golden creature and for thee is pride, we are animal to use mighty soul, should we do this being superior of whole, I am through of proof, example of unique patience, shows thy presence above is roof.

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Date: 7/27/2010 12:36:00 PM
Welcome to the soup. I really enjoyed this poem and look forwad to reading more of your work. So feed me
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