Not flesh of my flesh
Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously
Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously
My own.
Never forget
For a single minute:
You didn't grow under my heart
But in it.
Never forget
For a single minute:
You didn't grow under my heart
But in it.
— Fleur Conkling Heyliger
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