• Vol. 05
  • Chapter 07
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Remember me, dearest girl
when you hold an infant
dependant on you.

When you bathe her tiny feet
a hand on her hip
her belly resplendent.

And remember that I wanted
to teach you all I knew
and believed to be true,

The desire to protect and hold
so strong and yet, secretly
hoping you would rebel
and set your own mark upon the world.