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she will never see the beauty of a sunrise
nor pick a flower and blow it in the wind
she will never climp up to sit on daddy’s knee
never spend a summer’s day with her best friend
she will never bake cookies with mommy
never know what it’s like to sixteen
never share her love with that special someone
never have the family of her child hood dreams

He will never celebrate his first birthday
He will never hear you call his name out loud
He will never run across the grassy meadow
There wont be a little boy to make you proud
He will never go fishing with daddy
Nor have the joy of buying his first car
He will never get to father his own family
Nor hear his little boy wish upon a star

Day by day, and one by one we’re killing our future
By the thousands every day across the land
Can you tell me what has happened to America
Is there any one who dares to take a stand
We have the blood of little children on our hands
But in heaven God is picking up the pieces
Of countless treasures we have thrown away
While slowly he is reshaping and remolding
Those precious little helpless lumps of clay
So lovingly he hold them in his hand
Only God knows just what they could have been

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