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Someday I'm going to be a mother
- of three.
I will suckle child after ungrateful child
to my swollen breast,
giving of myself,
so generously,
so surely,
so regularly.


I will, I believe,
become a production machine
generating babies
again and again.
I shall love it
whatever I may think now
for my chemistry will force me to.


I have no choice in the matter
for this is my destiny.
A mother is what I am meant to be.

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