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Breakfast of Champions

I'm a mother of 9 and counting
I eat guilt for breakfast
but apart from all the accusing voices
One stands out clear

"This is my beloved daughter
In whom I am well pleased"

Of all the shallow guilts I have
Not one is black
Like sin
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