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She was doing nothing. Except lying there, holding up the galaxy. She could not rid herself of that responsibility For every cell beckons Her sweetest downfall. To give her life to another Only so that the other May, one day, do the same.
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
Fruit of the Womb
She was doing nothing. Except lying there, holding up the galaxy. She could not rid herself of that responsibility For every cell beckons Her sweetest downfall. To give her life to another Only so that the other May, one day, do the same.
inspired by Skye Martin's artwork
#woman#child
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gemma-allan
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
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