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The Baby Inside Of Me

I rock the baby inside of me to sleep
and tell the world to hush so he can hear
the breath of the breeze
the crackling of the stars
the smile of the moon
the footsteps of the clouds
the distant roar of a black hole being born
and the scratching of the pen that writes the story of his life

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