Y/. Jungle
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When we were born
A grain of love was planted
It spouted in our little hearts
And our baby smiles
Could not be contained
It went on growing
It blossomed, bloomed,
Fruited, filling our being
The joy of giving
It kept growing and flowing
the delight of loving
A true jungle of kindness
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