It echoed
When we vowed
To be one
As one
When we melted
It was dated
With golden ink
For us to think
The sun was to emerge
With light and purge
Our soul with new born
It was now our turn
To see the future
And make sure
The new arrival was greeted
And facilitated
We were to parent
And present
New world
That was really to be told
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