Couldn’t have fathered for I housed these worries
𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲
𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦’𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦
Belly full of you, I wish alone like a mother
𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘆 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲
𝘎𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦
In dreams in vain we toil away.
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