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​Tears of Joy

In this golden instance 
There is the birthing
Cries of a newborn infant.
Gentle skin and searching eyes,
A suttle glimpse of paradise. 

Keep the imprint, fresh in time
All will change and move the line.
Years will come and they will go
With patience, wisdom will begin to show

In the purest cries, his life will rise!
Remember, the birth of this young boy, 
He reveals the true meaning of, "Tears of joy."



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