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if you wanna # the vaccines

Who

Are you

Who is born

In the next room

So loud to my own

That I can hear the womb

Opening and the dark run

Over the ghost and the dropped son

Behind the wall thin as a wren's bone?

In the birth bloody room unknown

To the bur and turn of time

And the heart print of man

Bows no baptism

But dark aloe

Blessing on

The wild

Child