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a Brief fantasy

I see only women's faces
stretching back to our birth by Eve,
of the men, there are no traces,
and I, breathe a great sigh of relief...

I'm not sorry, father, brother,
I am not sorry uncle, son,
for I'm with all mother's mother's
are you with, the deceitful one?
Written by Rew
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