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The privilege you see
 immunity
from responsibility
of mothering me.


You have the notion
I'm just a portion
a small quotient
of a whole person


Why not abort
I'm just a part
a partial heart
a windblown fart.


Go ahead, no harm
just a lifeless form
ripped and torn
never born.


author, little miss blair
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