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The BirthingA Poem by David Lewis PagetThe rain swiftly flowed down the gutters,The thunder roared out overhead,The wind whistled in through the falling leavesOf the trees that were thought.. |
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The BirthingA Poem by David Lewis PagetThe rain swiftly flowed down the gutters,The thunder roared out overhead,The wind whistled in through the falling leavesOf the trees that were thought.. |
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