Topic: Procreation
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Thu 07/09/15 02:36 PM
Why was I born if not to procreate?
Born sterile...thundered my soul into the abyss...
My soul torn cried out into the night...
Little by little I struggled through the planes of time and space...
Became a work-a-holic....
Cancer was my saviour..
Without the disease I would never have found paradise..
Living each day as my last...
The waters clear...
The air pure...
Cleansed my heart and soul...