In my father's house I am safe, I have a garden with trees full of fruit and I can lay on the grass with a book in my hand to soak up the sun.
But a bird started singing a song about far away places, strange countries, eyes to admire my long hair, and friends to talk about the stories in my books.
In my lover's house I have many riches, I have beautiful clothes and glittering jewelry, and a beautiful round belly that grows bigger everyday.
But the bird is still singing the same song. I look in the mirror and I see a dragon.
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