My broken body
Thrown against the wall
And I do not have the strength to take my feet this time
Collapsed in on myself
This is where I remain
Slick and soaked with what remains of life.

I recall
Being unable to take my feet because I lacked the strength
Slick and soaked with new life
In mother's arms I cried

And they marvelled at how well my lungs worked.


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