In the quiet of my anguish, a heart heavy with woe, As I hold my child, with a face that sets them apart, aglow, Born with a deformity, a unique…

In the depths of my soul, a sorrow profound, As I cradle my child, with a face unique and bound, Born with a deformity, a path unclear, I grapple with…

In the quiet of my anguish, a heart that weeps, As I cradle my child in the night’s deep, Their face marked by uniqueness, a path unclear, I grapple with…

In the depths of my being, a profound sorrow, As I cradle my child with a face to borrow, Born with a deformity, a sight unseen, I grapple with feelings,…

In the hush of each dawn, my heart weighs heavy, Watching my child with a face unique, yet levy, Born with a deformity, a path unknown, I carry a burden,…

In the silence of my soul, a heavy ache, As I cradle my child, with a heart that breaks, Born with a face unique, a path unclear, I feel the…

In the stillness of the night, where shadows dance, I hold my child, in a sorrowful trance, With a face unique, a heart heavy with pain, I offer prayers, seeking…

In the hush of the night, where shadows linger long, I cradle my child, a tender, fragile song, But beneath the moon’s soft, silvery grace, Lies a burden heavy upon…

In the heart of the Atacama Desert, where winds whisper ancient tales, A discovery unfolds, a story that never fails, An exciting find that shakes the sands of time, A…