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Undetermined.

By , Broken Arrow, OK
This life inside me...
it's not natural.
The way it kicks and moves...
it's unbelievable.
I'm happy but I'm not.
It's mood swings..
to say at the least.
I'm craving pickle juice;
I eat like it's a feast.
The pain it causes is like someone hitting me over and over,
the joy it brings is like reliving Christmas morning.
The way it'll be when it's no longer inside me is undetermined..
The mother I'll be is undetermined..





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