loving earth
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I Am the Unborn Child
I am the unborn child
Who refuses to see the light
Of days drenched in black clouds
My hearth breathes in
Falling and falling
Over rambles of hungry men
I am the unborn child
Who refuses to see the light
Of days drenched in black clouds
My hearth breathes in
Falling and falling
Over rambles of hungry men
Who heartlessly take my share
