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A woman’s breasts soft and true,
Just a body part, like any other too.
Made to feed the babies of mankind,
Not for lust, nor for desire of any kind.
They help new life to grow and start
That’s why they’re placed close to the heart.
A gift of love, a place of care,
A sign of sharing that’s always there.
But many of us just look and stare,
And treat them like toys for someone's joy.
We joke, we touch, we tease, we shame,
And forget the purpose from which they came.
We see them through desire and lust,
Not knowing they hold something more just.
They feed, they love, they help us grow
Much more than what the outside shows.
The One who made the stars above
Placed them near hearts to show deep love.
A sign of care, of giving too,
Of mothers’ hearts so kind and true.
So let us see with wiser eyes,
Not just the shape, but what they be.
But honor all they truly give;
The power to help new life live.
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