Poem -

Quechua

author
Rory McGinlay

Newborn
And the Indians crack an egg
Over mine and my sister's head.
Never will I be more well
As I was then among
The company of those
Indians.
I move more into the reptilian
Unknown, like a lizard.

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I am mightily impressed sir .. 

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