sweetie, if someone ask you how your mother gave birth to you, don't just narrate them the usual things a mother would do if they're laboring, but tell them your parents' secrets while you were still on your mom's tomb.
tell them how beautiful
your mom was, while she was
carrying you on her tummy
just because the great Athena
visited you in Nirvana,
where you were born;
utter the truths by saying
that your mother was once
a fairy not until she married
your father who was connected
to the Faithful Hades.
share them the story of how
passionate your Dad while
he was looking for some fairy
to help him mix the stardust
and tears of the blessed clouds
to create a poetic, magical milk.
in short, tell them about the
uniqueness in you and how
powerful you are so no one
would ever dare to hurt you
with swords or words because
sweetie, you're more than you think,
there's more than what you see,
you never know your parents' secrets.
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