The part of me that wants to help

with a certain ageing process,

and even if you'd say it's already my fault

then how could I be? 

That I just can't hate him, the things we never asked for

but that overcame us. 

And that Origami Bird wasn't folded by me. 

But by the one that loved me.

If you can call that love. 

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