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| Baby smiles and lifts his head, Rolling over in his bed. He is growing every day. Soon he'll have a lot to say. He has personality, Knowing who he wants to be. Life goes on in endless chain. Every infant's new-born brain Helps him cope with all he's found In the bright new world around. Praise the Lord for every sight Of a baby's face so bright. | ||
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