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In the eyes of the baby is all of me, the person I was born as before culture had its say. There is a purity to the gaze, love, given and received... and I know in that moment without a word said inwardly or from my lips, that I love this baby and every other... it\'s natural, right? And if a person came to harm them I would defend with my life in need be. And that\'s my truth, right there, in those baby eyes and every other......