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Joanne
Infant Sorrow
My mother groaned,my father wept Into the dangerous world I leapt Helpless,naked,piping, loud Like a friend hid in a cloud Struggling in my father's hands Striving against my swaddling-bands Bound and weary I thought best To suck upon my mother's breast
