Straight to my ribs, your first kick made me feel so excited. Your tiny feet grew strong inside of me. Joy. My world was never the same. I promised to always care for you. They didn’t understand you like I did, Сыночек мой, кровиночка моя родная We didn’t have much to eat back then. Maybe that’s why things turned out the way they did. Through it all your kick was strong, even when you played soccer in elementary school. Сыночек мой, кровиночка моя родная My nipples cracked and bled – improper nursing techniques the doctor said. You drank my milk, you sucked my blood, you kept kicking me in the ribs, Сыночек мой, кровиночка моя родная Maybe I didn’t know how to properly care for you. They told me to stop feeding you. They didn’t understand you like I did, Сыночек мой, кровиночка моя родная Look how tall you are now at 32. It hurts so much more when you kick me in the...
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