Father’s Thoughts

Fixed upon the cradling son.

I begin to think what has begun.

I nurtured this being.

Created its sum.

Its stories haven’t even begun.

Bound to craft his own material cause.

I wonder will he inherit my flaws.

Babbling of the Irrational Mind.

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