When they came at me with sharp knives
I put perfume under my nose.
When they knocked me out on the
operating table
I dreamed I was flying.
When they asked me embarrassing questions
I remembered the clouds in the sky.
When they were about to drown me
I floated.
When they laid harsh hands on me
I thought of fireworks I had seen with you.
When they told me I was sick and might die
I left them and went away with you
To where I live
When they took off my right breast
I gave it to them.
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