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to my son carter(who died an a stillborn)

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Miss NWA Whoorider:
the rocker does not rock no more the angels do not sing but I will love you anyhow that happiness you bring when you were here for a short while the visitor that you were and when you left I cried a little for to see my angel go But now I hear a different tune for the angels they now rock you and when I sing a lullaby its for me and you

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