The first time you take in oxygen, from your
own nostrils. Snuggling and cuddling in your
mother's embrace, hardly aware that others
exist; homo sapiens.
The snuggling is only in your dreams now.
Your homo sapiens give you a title, something
you will defend your entire life, without even
knowing the “why” behind your motive, they tell
everyone what they've titled you with. They're
The title is scarcely used with love now.
You start the homo sapien walk, and up on
your feet, ready to take on the world, it seems.
Your homo sapiens are the happiest being on earth,
they take you in their arms; you love it, it warms
The hug is prohibited now.
You are capable of speech, your homo sapiens
jump with glee everytime you mumble something
that resembles their title. They record this moment
on tape, they laugh and say they'll show you the tape twenty years down the lane.
The tape is lost now.
You're placed with your kind, in a space which
confines your brain, and all the imagination drains, you feel lost, the way out of this labyrinth
is yet to be found; you wait for someone who
will defrost all the damage done.
The labyrinth is too complex now.
You have a nightmare, quite a scary one. You
scream, you cry, you shiver. You go to your
brother's room, you wake him up, and he narrates you stories of pixie dust and pirates. You fall
asleep holding his hand close to your chest.
The hand of your brother is gone now.
Everything around you has a different meaning.
You try to grasp it all, you fail. You try again,
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