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A new life




I know not where you come from
but here you are now inside me.
I know not how your journey will be
but now together we travel as one.

Our heart beats unite together
for all lives are one and the same
from nature do both of us come
and to nature shall we return to.

I feel you moving inside me
your feets dancing in rhythm.
You sway from side to side
as I sit back enjoying your dance.

Pain and pleasure fill my days
as you grow and fill my being.
Slowly dawns the realization that
life is always whole and complete.

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