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I am a son

You are a daughter

We’re not related

But, it doesn’t matter

I am a father

You are a mother

We each have a child

Just, not with each other

I love and cherish mine

As I’m sure you do yours

And yet somehow

This hatred of others occurs

Love does not discriminate

We know that it endures

If, I can love a child of mine

I can also, love a child of yours

BOEMS BY JA 581