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HOW I FEEL

Cradling baby girl in one arm
I used the other to pick at a scab
On my face under my beard
And drew blood

Then I smelled the poop
And looked down
To see our son with his diaper off
And a moist turd in his hand

I am the luckiest being
In this or any other galaxy
Written by SatInUGal (Kumar)
Published
Author's Note
An old poem introduced to DUP for the "Epic Fail" competition
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