(x. 743-5)

Unformed,
uncast,
unassembled
in the void.
Unfamiliar hands
mold me
unsolicited,
unrequested
into an image
that is not my own.
I am to be indebted to this
maker?
I am to be punished if I do not?
To have life thrust upon me
when it was not of my choosing;
is this life
truly mine to live?

~lt

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