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Birth
The inner struggle
is this the Christ child
or the grim reaper.
Time will tell.
As the clock starts ticking
new beginnings and new endings form.
Journey of the soul.
This bald head, these little toes
crying and laughing.
I need an epidural
or journey to self
learning each day
innocence before us.
Is this my birthday?
Pacifica Poets
March 19, 2006
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