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Mother. Carved out from you, I split you. Cling on to you. Slow your stride. I outgrow your shadow. You remain - standing, bleeding. Your knowledge lit the hearth. Your love remained unacknowledged. Your dreams unfinished. You are weak. You chose to be. To kneel when you could stand. To yield when you could seek. Servility is no humility. You will not have my sympathy. I looked up to you. I look down at you my impotent creator.