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I tell you all: It is getting too late!: A poem

You know the caretakers of your instinct are filling up your life by submerging you in instinctive drive How do they reckon they feel your pulse of your impulse, to manipulate your desires – make them your aspirations, even ambition! Do they rip apart your fledgling astuteness, so that you don’t even know what your mothering and are eager toContinue reading “I tell you all: It is getting too late!: A poem “