
humans are dirty sex.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 45 - Reviews: 12 - Published: 01-25-05 - id: 1816835
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Your making is stored away
in your mother and father.
Your fate is chosen at conception.
You will emerge screaming,
gasping from breath.
Dirty, sweaty,
wet with life, excitement.
Break out of that membrane
and cuss at your mother
in a language no one knows.
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