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Time moved
and moves
My frame grew
and grows
My breasts filled
and are full
The woman
in me stirred,
the world gaped
in admiration
and the child
in me
turned away,
but for how long?
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Laden with gifts
life is a burden
to be borne.
Guard the gifts
shield them
care for them
adorn them and
wrap them.
Scared of the scars
you stop using them
What use is a life
that only earns
admiration
but no real love
or warmth?
Lost am I
with all these gifts
filling up my
life.