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Where am I? What is this? Warm, Wet, I'm swimming. Alone, Alone for so long. Not knowing right from wrong. A thought - What is this I'm thinking? Bumps and lumps and all kinds of triumphs. A race for survival - Depending on all but me. Made from love or misery? Who am I? I can hear voices, Especially one - Constantly there. She sounds so sweet. Who is she? What will my life be like? Endless possibilities - No choices. A game of chances. What will become of me? A Newborns destiny - A lottery.
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC
Who am I?
Where am I? What is this? Warm, Wet, I'm swimming. Alone, Alone for so long. Not knowing right from wrong. A thought - What is this I'm thinking? Bumps and lumps and all kinds of triumphs. A race for survival - Depending on all but me. Made from love or misery? Who am I? I can hear voices, Especially one - Constantly there. She sounds so sweet. Who is she? What will my life be like? Endless possibilities - No choices. A game of chances. What will become of me? A Newborns destiny - A lottery.
Creation. Life in the womb. No choices to how we are created or where we will end up. Healthy, or not? Born into fame, wealth, a good family? No choices - its up to chance, like the lottery.
kaye-b-anderson
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC
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