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When We Make Love

My daughter is very much a living being now.
Her life is near to me always and present for all things.
I feel her kicking and turning in my tummy.
I think her arms must reach for Joseph
when we make love to him.
Written by Nizana (Lauryn)
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Author's Note
Strange thoughts from my pregnancy. The way she's kicking, I'm ready to give her a name.
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