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Whenever a little child is born All night a soft wind rocks the corn; One more buttercup wakes to the morn, Somewhere, Somewhere. One more rosebud shy will unfold, One more grass blade push through the mold, One more bird-song the air will hold, Somewhere, Somewhere. - Somewhere [Babyhood]
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