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May 2020
THANKS FOR BEING A *****


You are old, born an enigma
Adopted
Science fiction is your hate
Addiction is your love

You love death
Destruction
*****
******
Al you know is ***

My family is nothing
I am nothing

You are synthetic
A mind without a mother
A father is your gap


YOU WISH I NEVER TALKED TO YOU
ABOUT CHILD BIRTH
i asked several women about birth. all strangers. I encountered fear from an old womb, she lashed out at me, and i wrote this.
wandabitch
Written by
wandabitch  Promethea
(Promethea)   
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   MS Anjaan
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