Times womb.
Survival of the fetus.
Dear darkness be tender , breathe not the fear consisting in me now,
take heed from my heart as a solemn vow , brush not against times womb of life, be not a theif and riddles of strife, take no aggression nor expand the void of loves great falling youth, but behind the shudders a certain truth, that life becomes of a tiny seed, in my undying need to expand and express the deepest love and quote not death upon a page yet worn, but to step aside where light is born , and in its place upon the earth, give gratitude for what it's worth, the happiness and holy angels sing, and a life unscaved so let it bring, to birth the coming new arrival
As I beg you pardon for its survival.
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