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Breast Feeding
My milk flows softly now out of sight
Bringing you life in the mists of night.
Tiny fingers grasp and hold tight,
Your presence for me, a shining light.
Within these moments our worlds collide,
Lead me on my little guide.
Where men have touched me filled with lust
May spirits fill your heart with trust.
Bringing you life in the mists of night.
Tiny fingers grasp and hold tight,
Your presence for me, a shining light.
Within these moments our worlds collide,
Lead me on my little guide.
Where men have touched me filled with lust
May spirits fill your heart with trust.
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