Well well well. Must be cousins.

There ya go. I’ve heard this saying that folks say to me when I speak up and tell my uncomfortable truth. You could have been an abortion. I can see how easy it would be. Two letters and no me. All babies are on the chopping block. My Mama aborted her mission to raise me, she did not abort me? Or? Did she now? Did she abort me? Seems kind of she did.

As I see it here. My destiny with her was aborted. Her own destiny was aborted and I adopted a new life and a new language and way of loving. New lessons.

She just forgot about the nine months we spent together. Guess she thought she was alone? Ba ha ha. Thought I’d forget? Thought at all?


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