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I feel a feeling most akin
Strange shievers sin
A baby skin
Withers within

I feel a feeling dangerous
To keep you here
My dear, my dear
I haven’t fear

I have a feeling, my feeling
Pushes my womb
In the backroom
Expectant cries

I have a feeling, a feeling
That unborn babies-
Are missed babies-
Last and most least

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