Slavish

Permanently less.

Dependent on you for life.

Your whim, becomes my

Imperative. If

You forgot me, I would die.

Your heart pumps mine too.

Your absence unmoors me

I float high above the ground,

Immaterial.

Had I life before

I knew you? Impossible.

Your authority

Is the breath in my

Lungs. If you did desire it,

I would suffocate.

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