At last I am full
to overflowing
swelled with blessing
that splashes in laughter
but still she is here
that niggling loss
the hollowed circle
the invasive snigger
that says: not mine
that says: anyone
that says: replaceable
so I cast her out
to the desolate waste
I've wandered
to not see
as my eyes were covered
Until her eyes were opened
and his voice
replaced mine
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