Children

Ricochet while you serve as my compass

It’s time to vault into the universe

I promise you won’t fall

Your warm nature will help you rise

A bounty within your reach

A rainbow for you to slide on

A nexus of stars to help you shone brighter

You will ricochet to and from my heart

And take the world by storm

You are the most beautiful being I’ve ever seen

You are my compass

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  1. Children whose Mother’s Sing
    Poetic Blessings Become Gifted
    With those Wishes as Spare the
    Blessings is a ‘Psychopathic’
    Lie for those Wishes make
    Victory of
    Love or
    Vengeance
    Of Hate to: the
    Unwanted Children
    From: the Rest of the World..:)

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