in the year of her birth
my universe was split
until she could find me
i would never be whole
it's a dangerous energy
that can yield life or death
learning to let it flow
is our essence
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The one and only rebel child/ from a family meek and mild/ my mama seemed to know what lay in store/ Despite all my Sunday learnin'/ toward the bad I kept on turnin'/ till mama couldn't hold me anymore/ Mama tried to raise me better/ but her pleading I denied/ that leaves only me to blame 'cause mama tried -- M. Haggard
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