One Thing I Know
Not the man who father me
For he lacks primary proof
He only digests what he was served
Mother has the knows it all
Woman fakes to outstrip any being
Fact surpasses chemistry of my existence
Not my mother too
Novice in which drop of sperm formed
Resemblance is not birth-proved
Intimacy does it perfect in chemistry
Neither birthdate nor birthplace
My due-date is out of grip
Only a thing I think i know
Yet I know with certainty
Love from me for real
All are pipe to you
This I know enough
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