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I was never meant to have a body.
My tethered little pet.
So much responsibility to look after.
So much washing and clothing and tucking away.
I was never meant to rot so slowly.
From diseases, I will never know.
So much tending to my body needs.
So much aching and soothing and drugging away.
I was never meant to hold it's hand.
Like a mother holds a child.
So much guarding it needs.
So much hiding and cherishing and giving away.
I was never meant to have a body.