This isn__ how things were supposed to happen. I was supposed to be me. Not this.
There__ in a miss and in a Mrs.A difference that no one ought to missFor their bodies and hearts are scripts apartTheir journeys and worries are each a loneI__l speak for the Mrs. since me she boreLeave the mothers breasts alone For there is the infants life__ best And in front they were by the author set Not to be out for everyone test Nor for every eye to quench its lustBut that with her offspring The mother shall nurture and blest
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There__ in a miss and in a Mrs.A difference that no one ought to missFor their bodies and hearts are scripts apartTheir journeys and worries are each a loneI__l speak for the Mrs. since me she boreLeave the mothers breasts alone For there is the infants life__ best And in front they were by the author set Not to be out for everyone test Nor for every eye to quench its lustBut that with her offspring The mother shall nurture and blest
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