In the beginning*
I came in to being
As a single expression
Pushed out from her organs
I don't know what I shall be called
Now will I ever find my home?
After a while
We gathered the others
And formed a new language
Pushed out from our organs
I want to know what I shall be called
I need a name to have for my own
our appetite for ambition
into delightful divisions
fractions of fractions of fractions
and each has their places
i got words in my body
i got words in my body
terms to partition everything
nomenclature

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