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Mother, I'm speaking to you from your womb The normal precautions you failed to take As you consider making this my tomb I have a statement I would like to make God makes no mistake when He conceives life He brings us into the World right on time He entrusts me to you not to bring strife But to raise you up high, to the sublime He's asking you to raise me as His son Apart from selfish consideration The highest duty God gives anyone Is bearing life and rearing His children Commit to living this Divine honor Instead of proceeding with my murder. |
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