I WAS BORN

I WAS BORN INTO THIS WORLD VERY WANTED

WHEN I ARRIVED THERE WAS JOY, CHEER, HAPPINESS

PEOPLE CRIED OF HAPPINESS

WE PLAYED, HUGGED, SANG,DANCED AND DREAMED

WE DIGGED IN THE EARTH, SWIMMED IN THE WATER

FLEW IN THE AIR AND DANCED IN THE FIRE

WE SAW DEATH

WE SAW LIFE

WE HELD EACHOTHER WARM DURING COLD NIGHTS

WE LOVED

WE BURIED OUR LOVED ONES

AND KEPT ON LOVING

{WINGSPAN}

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