I thought you
didn't want to come into this world
I don't blame you
I'm still trying to
like it myself
Against the bloody
torrent
Inside your
mother's vessel you held fast
While we older,
wiser guardians
In our hurry and
worry thought you dead
You have many miles
and years to travel yet
And as many dangers
pose still a threat
Have no doubt that
life is precious
And
that you're a miracle from the beginning
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Ricardo
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