Before Being Born
R Richard Wlodarski
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To be born
Now breathing
First fresh air
Where did I come from?
Beyond mother's womb?
I know that in Heart
I'm so doggone lost
Ma and pa too far gone
Very thrilled to hold me
I don't even know them
How can we understand
God's plan in misplaced land?
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