Sleep my child, don't wake up,
Your time has not yet come,
Dreams will come and go,
Breathe deep of nothingness,
See the visions of time far away,
Give way to the vast darkness,
Let empty songs fill your head,
For you are nothing of great value,
This is a world of emptiness,
Nothing matters when all is spent,
It's all just a blimp on radar,
Thought to be seen and valued,
Then gone and finished before begun,
What was can never be again,
So sleep child, don't wake up,
Your time will never yet come.
Abortion is never right.
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