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Don’t Call Me Mad: Pregnancy

What if there is a secret in putting to birth
That actually the child is sent.
And pregnancy is an optical illusion
Real image is choosing the chosen ones.

Like in the movies, the actors know all the film tricks
While the viewers are left being intrigued
If life is a building mask
Pregnancy its upcoming signal
To be sent to just but the seekers
That pledge to keep the secret on.

Indeed, the up-comers believes in all science laws
And no secrets to conceding a child.
But, what if the furtive is down-to-earth?
Would the eyes be open or ignored by veto?
The chosen ones or riot of miscarriages
Which would be preferred?

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