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  • Writer: Yaira Ebanks
    Yaira Ebanks
  • Jul 2, 2024
  • 1 min read

Updated: Apr 18

no baby, no baby, blues, blues


all day melancholy, for you


twenty years later an old video resurfaced

our young faces


twenty three years later to be exact

at long last recognized, your heart cracked


niece cradled in my arms

standing behind me tenderly, that is you


could never picture our life, in my womb


all day melancholy

all day for you, melancholy


it is all over now, no baby, no blues



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