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His green eyes look at me
I am so in love
How this boy own my heart
He makes me swoon when he says my name
I am his army
I am his voice
He is my pride
He is my love
I remember when I first held him in my arms
And promise to always love him
As the years pass by
Our memories are made
The trust we've built
And the lessons gained
My sweet baby boy
he will always remain
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