Why Abortion?
Goodbye my child --Who isn't a child--
the laughs we'll never have.
Your tiny hands I'll never hold,
your dreams I'll never pave.
I never asked this burden to bear,
I thought I never tried.
And since to me you're not a child,
it's here we say goodbye.
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