Paternite
blame the stars maybe
there is no preparation for this
we were the result of something like hate
that generated us who are love
we don't forget, father
we don't forget you wasn't human
maybe engendered without love
in the wrong month of a bad year
I said no love
always reeling from the bar
until being hated
but neither was our hatred a human thing
it was also inhuman hatred
what our unlove did...
now agonize in Paradise Asylum
blaming the stars, maybe.
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