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Yellow Notebook #3

my monkey, my child
i've heard you
beside my gut and my tripe
beneath my heart, engulfed by my soul
did you take something given to you?
unwilling, unknown
may i have a piece back?
may i wish for it?
would it cause emptiness?
i'm empty
my dreams are empty space
a void so fulfilling i wish not to return
does this cause alarm?
my darling, my love
as you grow you leave me
may i go?
may i leave?

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