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Baby Girl (standard:poetry, 163 words)
Author: Shaela129Added: Sep 27 2001Views/Reads: 2938/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Middle child and baby girl discovering her life's meaning.

Everything lies on my shoulders to carry.  My successes are reflecting
my life learning's as well as my siblings lives. 

You see, I am the Baby Girl, the one that prevails in all time's
obstacles, never  to give way amid the pressures of  life. 

Possessing the luxury of failing has always eluded me.   Maintaining
this life structure is a task leaving little living for me. 

Fate always provides opportunity of chance.  Perseverance is expected
and among it I will grow on through limited choices. Atleast they will 
be New. 

Along with the label of Baby Girl, I am also the middle child. The child
that never gets too much attention and never too little. 

The middle child is cursed with starvation for acceptance. Finding my
place is not only a legacy but also a strong, severe need. 

Continuation with a sky-scraping fight shows my life's journeyed past. A
future of glory is within my great arms enveloped reach. Atleast it's 
close to Me. 


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