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New-born Baby Little infant, lying calmly there, Snug in your cot beside that wooden chair So helpless, still, serene and heavy-eyed; Born on the flesh, God ripped from Adam’s side; If, when your time to die, draws ever near, You’re filled with that... – *by Philip Brough*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

Little infant, lying calmly there,
Snug in your cot beside that wooden chair
So helpless, still, serene and heavy-eyed;
Born on the flesh, God ripped from Adam’s side;

If, when your time to die, draws ever near,
You’re filled with that...

– by Philip Brough

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