when you listen to me,
I want you to hear
not the song of my pain -
the blood and gore
smeared upon
this earthly form,
but the song of those dreams
that give this womb its shape,
that first primordial cry
exploding into
the breathlessness,
that first gulp of breath
that renews our faith
in this blessed world,
and our forgotten
humanity.
I want you to hear
not the song of my pain -
the blood and gore
smeared upon
this earthly form,
but the song of those dreams
that give this womb its shape,
that first primordial cry
exploding into
the breathlessness,
that first gulp of breath
that renews our faith
in this blessed world,
and our forgotten
humanity.
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