Daughter

Little one, the cosmos must be dancing
For you sprouted in the womb of Gaia
there will be those who mark the curse,
Some for the society, as you another debt,
some for you, as the society another vile
But why seek the assent of the fallible?
or the sympathy of another woven of the same flesh?
This journey isn’t their’s, it’s only yours to tread

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