

The Boy With a NameBlonde hair, intriguing blue eyes Jolly and rosy cheeks, with a button nose She had never seen anything like him before Never held or touched someone so precious But he wasnt her child.The Boy With a Name
She rocked him back and forth
Softly singing against his babys breath Cold and gentle upon her breast How she loved him so.
She had a name picked out inside her mind One she had given more thought than She was supposed to He wasnt supposed to have a name at all After all, he wasnt hers.
His eyelids fluttered when her voice Sud
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Live Out Loud!
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"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." --Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Live Out Loud!
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"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." --Ralph Waldo Emerson
i dont even know where it came from, my radio was off! hmm strange lol.
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"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." --Ralph Waldo Emerson
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