A glory that includes trailing diapers
And long cries in the night
Even sleeping learned
And how to suck
How to incorporate
The false and true smile
How to exchange floating
For walking and dreams
For speech how to hear
The clang of an iron gate
On an inner and outer life
You helpless separated thing
How can it not be
A comforting angel
Follows you around
How can it not
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