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It's Going to Be Okay Childhood rarely leaves
It arrives daily
In various costumes
And we decide
Shall we play the complementary role to the torturer?
Cat to its mouse?
Lion to its lamb?
Lamb to its slaughter?
Or, breathe into each
Wakeful stab
Holding it like a newborn babe
Letting their gentle heart
Peacefully fall asleep?
