"Strive towards better things"
A part of the father, relinquished to another,
A custodian perhaps, yet still their mother.
It may seem cruel, perhaps insane—
A desperate act to silence the pain.
A poisoned body will only grow worse,
So best to sever than pass on the curse.
I'll no longer linger and allow further harm,
So I'll kiss you goodnight and set your alarm.
Though my heart aches to leave you behind,
A better future is what I must find.
Tomorrow is a new day, but for now,
Let your dreams show you the Aurora.
For a new beginning awaits, and
"Contendunt ad meliora."
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