your world, having
gone so small, and
cornered by life's
rules. now you must
bend and lift them
the whole day and into
night. children define
us. and sometimes
the moon and stars
become meaningless
with them in the
room. they are your
orbit for a very
long time. and your
hand will or will
not guide them, you
have no choice in
the matter, and they
know that too, and
will hold you
accountable
by the things they
say, the things they
will and will not do
when it's their time.
you will never
completely leave
their room.
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