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W.C.N.S.F. (Wounded Child, No Surviving Family)

The sun and the moon and the stars

weep for you, dear tiny wee babe;

I see your wounds, little one,

I would tend them, and ease your pain,

but all I can do is to pray;

and to weep for you, little child;

although we’re miles apart,

I’ll hold you close in my heart.

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