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Our MotherFucking Existence
we exist because our mothers
have eyes like
limpid pools of onyx
we exist because our mothers
have strong soft hands
that discipline and comfort
we exist because our mothers
sing like
cardinals at sunrise
we exist because our mothers
overflowing bosoms fed us
with sweet milk
we exist because our mothers
smell like
cherry blossoms in springtime
we exist because our mothers
have asses our fathers
lusted after
(C)2023 Raibeart Bruis
have eyes like
limpid pools of onyx
we exist because our mothers
have strong soft hands
that discipline and comfort
we exist because our mothers
sing like
cardinals at sunrise
we exist because our mothers
overflowing bosoms fed us
with sweet milk
we exist because our mothers
smell like
cherry blossoms in springtime
we exist because our mothers
have asses our fathers
lusted after
(C)2023 Raibeart Bruis
Published 4th Mar 2023
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4th Mar 2023 6:56pm
We do exist because our mothers shake their asses to our fathers. Keep on writing.
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