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I am a giant orb, 

A floating vessell 

Bags under my eyes, and -

Though nobody see's it 

Yes I do cry 

And I fantasie, about running away 

Nesting like a cat

Somewhere quiet to lay 

Just to meet my boy

for the very first time

Away from the opinions

Away from my parents

Away from my childs father. 

Who's greed and stupidity 

Makes me feel sick, 

I want to hold my son 

Under a giant full moon

And promise him everything benieth it

Just him, and I