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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.
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.
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