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Wednesday, November 22, 2023

The day I was born

I milked a cow

My mother sat in a corner wondering how

I haven't yet grown into my forehead

You may think me smart but

myself,

I'm not so sure yet

The day I was born

The sun was out

You may meet me

You might listen and think

To that, there's no doubt

Before this all

Maybe I was a farmer

Years go by

I am different now

Still a good man's daughter

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