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Sep 2010
everyone is waiting
and as you exit the womb
I will exit your life
and be but a footnote
on your early years
but as you grow and mature
I will
have you visit me
but you,
you will be just like them
-I wasn't
although, they won't
**** that up this time,
at least
I don't blame them either
I wouldn't do the same,
though
I ask myself whether I
would ever make an
adequate parent
probably not,
morally
Written by
Zachary Fore
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