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Dark, still, warm Perfect for the dweller of this house To hide away, until the time arrived But now—the silence of a mouse
“Forgive me/ they were delicious/ so sweet/ and so cold.” -William Carlos Williams
I never asked to be conceived Yet you’re asking me to leave I’m fighting a battle I didn’t ask for I am a helpless soldier at war I don’t know much but I know this isn’t right
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