Faith First Baby

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    Faith First Baby

    Well I've been living without you for a while, going Places so far out. When thiers time, we'll have some fun. Faith First Baby, please dont cry. Feel the cold wind? A breeze blows by. Now You've known, I've held you tight. Showers pouring, thunder starts to break. Now thier are sunny, brighter days. Springtime flowers, polinate. A lion roars, calls his mate. Tender our hearts, beat with grace. Faith First Baby, please dont cry. Faith First Baby, you know why? Faith First Baby, please dont cry. My Lord I know, love won't die. Faith First Baby.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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