Sprinkle water on its root
So it can be refined pure,
Love is born a kid.
Graze it to forage to grow
Give it care to flow,
Love is born a kid.
As it grows into an adult,
Affection strenghtens its bone
Love is born a kid.
Teach it to walk and run
Then a limp for it to fly,
Love is born a kid.
Wallow in rough and plain
Wired to learn from pain
Love is born to kid.
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