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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It’s 9 AM on a Saturday, The doctor’s explaining the news. You’re asking about biology, But the facts are confusing your views. You see, there’s a Y that you carry, It’s not just a letter, my friend. It’s written inside your DNA, And that’s something you can’t transcend. Y you can’t give birth, my friend, Y you’ll never feel love’s sweet begin. Y you’ll never feel a mother’s pride, It’s nature’s plan, it’s not so wild. You can dream, and you can wonder, About things you may never feel. But the truth lies under the science, And biology keeps it real. You dress as you wish, change your name, it’s true, But a womb you can never attune. It’s the X and the X that defined, And the Y’s why it’s just not aligned. Y you can’t give birth, my friend, Y, you’ll never know life’s depths within. Y you’ll never feel a mother’s pride, It’s nature’s plan; it’s not so wild. We’re all a part of a greater whole, Playing our part in life’s endless role. But the facts are there, they’re hard to deny, It’s the X that nurtures, not the Y. I know the yearning some may feel, To hold a child, to watch them heal. There’s love beyond what cells can make, A dream that science cannot break. Y you can’t give birth, my friend, Y you’ll never see life’s cycle spin. Y you’ll never feel a mother’s pride, It’s nature’s plan, it’s not so wild.
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