You are bleeding,
you are fertile, you are holy.
You know of what you are mistress
as much as I know of what I am master.
You are a mother
as much as I am a father.
YES.
OF MY STORY.
OF MY POETRY.
I don't even know why I worry when so little of life goes the way I want... And when so much of my story can be defined and changed by a...
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