Day Seven ❤️

Dear me. You are accounted for.

Woven together in your mother’s womb. Where,

The nights of woman asked to hide you,

Only shines light on every intricate parts. You are,

Complexity for a name,

Your every moment laid out

Even before a single day has passed.

His workmanship is marvellous and your every breath is all that is required.

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