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Ancestral Roots
I am many things,
A fragment of creation,
Homo sapiens by name,
A species, distant kin to chimpanzees.
A warm-blooded mammal,
Descendant from ancient seas,
Where once protozoa danced—
The first stirrings of life.
I am stardust incarnate,
Forged from the remnants of stars,
Shaped by my father's sperm,
Cradled within my mother's womb.
I was born to a world without deities,
No whispered truths or divine decrees.
I am a fierce lover's only child,
A daughter made whole in sin.
A fragment of creation,
Homo sapiens by name,
A species, distant kin to chimpanzees.
A warm-blooded mammal,
Descendant from ancient seas,
Where once protozoa danced—
The first stirrings of life.
I am stardust incarnate,
Forged from the remnants of stars,
Shaped by my father's sperm,
Cradled within my mother's womb.
I was born to a world without deities,
No whispered truths or divine decrees.
I am a fierce lover's only child,
A daughter made whole in sin.
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Author's Note
During this time of coherence, I'm thinking about my beginnings. Photo is from happier times.
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Shaped by my father's sperm,
Cradled within my mother's womb.
Sweet and simple lines.
Cradled within my mother's womb.
Sweet and simple lines.
Yesterday 9:09pm
