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I wrote this for a baby who has yet to be born, my brother's first child. I hope that womb's not too warm because it's cold out here and it will be quite a shock to breathe this air, to discover loss. So I'd like to make some changes before you arrive and when your new eyes meet mine, they won't see no lies. Just love. Just love. I will be pure, no, no, I know I will be pure like snow. Like gold.