But I sometimes wonder
If I ever begun
And if he will ever end...
When I inhale
He exhales.
When he smiles
I cry...
When he sleeps
I am awake.
As he dreams
I watch over him.
When I am tired
He is filled with energy
And as he walks
I crawl...
My end is his beginning
But my beginning has no end
Because with true love
There's no difference at all...
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