Unprepared I was owned quick undeclared as my own skin
Hands of cold brick struck till everything I’ve known was spit
Not ready to be born I was out of the womb, no name, no identity yet, just a body of flesh.
First human touch was a slap from the doctor, all the fluid I had lived off of came out of my lungs.
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