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Truly a Little

My father He grimaced
    My Mother She cried
Little was certain the day that I died.

The poet has spoken,
The priest has anointed,
 The King has commanded : Let the Child Be Reborn!

Little is certain now that I live
My heart is to serve
 My arms are to give.  

A Little to love; Less to seek Knowledge.



Written by FistoLove
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