I saw a child
So young
So new
Fresh born
From his mother's
Womb
I was asked
To hold him
I could not
Why spoil
Something
So young
So new
With my
Unsanitized
Mind
My
arduous
Thoughts
No
Let this child
Grow and brew
Uncompromised
By me and
you
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