Unborn Child
To the unborn child I never had, the trees are trembling and I am always sad. The times are tough, I was gonna put you through. But in time of need to learn and be true. I'm climbing up that ladder tio the sky, maybe someday in the future you may come true to me. I will teach you to climb the ladder to the sky, to start and learn for the future to come. Through the hard and easy times. There will be some times the ladder feels like it's falling down, but be strong and go forward high up the ladder to the sky...
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