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The time when a little unborn potential dwells inside made of love.

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Poem To My Unborn Child

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Published: February 2006

You are the unborn child deep inside of me,
like a tiny seed that turns into a tree.

You are the child made out of love,
with a little help from the man upstairs above.

In nine months I will give birth to a girl or a boy,
and share with my family this wonderful joy.

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