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The Umpteenth Home (Free verse) by EAger to Offend

where I broke my fast at the doors of life when the humour of violence spawned sex from a dream whose substance was lucid and hungry for whatever was lost when I found why I left and love always to come back again.

thepinkbunnyofdoom 14-Jul-03/4:16 PM
Here is my rewrite

When I was born,
a child only dreamed of,
mearly a lust that couldn't be filled,
that dream was forgotten when I was brought into this world
I was loved before and even more after I was born, Again




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