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When I Was a Fetus
WHEN I WAS A FETUS When I was just a fetus all bundled up in the uterus, my first thought back then was how will I get out and when will this all end. I searched for some kind of exit but I really couldn't see. So I just floated around and wondered what would happen to me. It really was so nice in there that I should have no fear. My mommy dear had wrapped me tight so why should I even give it a fight? She'll let me out somehow in 3 months less than a year. But now there are some folks who say, without much thought but lots of hearsay. That immediately upon conception, (and to them it is for certain) the fertilized egg is really a person. Well, I have a different analysis that could be just as audacious. For when I was just a fetus I had a nice warm, pleasant home. And had no real need to roam. Furthermore, I could not poop, I could not pee. What kind of person could I really be? I did know that I would bring some joy, But I didn't even know if I were a girl or a boy. I didn't have to think or talk and certainly had no need to walk. I thought it was erroneous and even a bit blasphemous to think I was a person. For when I was just a fetus as far as I could see I needed more gestation and better explanation to be what I should be and a person wasn't me. I just kept feeding through my cord while a real person would get quite bored. And the fluid all around me gave me such security I didn't want to leave until my Mom would set me free. Now for those who are in doubt to them I will just say a true fetus may really want to stay. Which brings into question why would a real person want to have it any other way? They should leave the poor fetus alone all safe and secure in its home. Soon enough it will leave its safe haven and enter the world nice and warm. And, finally be a real person after it is born.
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