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Born
Cradled in your arms
Warm
Warm between your breasts
I’m
I’m similar to my father
All
All the same cracks seem to appear
It’s nothing

There’s a shout
Deep down inside me
That tries to find a way out
Fires blaze
In empty buildings
Dragons roar overhead, in the sky
It’s nothing

Lay down, lay down besides me
Warm, warm within our touch

Poets arise
From the ashes of their mothers
Fathers wait
They wait to kill the blushing brides
It’s nothing
Nonononononono
It’s nothing
Nothing at all

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