Birth/Death

Birth/Death

I was nothing and from nothing I became.

Why? Because.

I became, died and then was Alive.

Screaming.

During birth I died. My mother too.

Silence.

We were resuscitated, I was born, we were alive.

Inhale.

I was born in death. Alive.

She dead in birth. A life.

Exhale.

Now I understand our joy.

 

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