There are too many myths
Misconceptions and Ifs
We learn by apeing imitating
Copying the illusions of Miss-led
Seek to be independent
Assert individuality
We all know where we came from
Have a mother to prove it it is so
Organisms that live, know the source
Was never random and by chance
Premeditated and desired
Sired and reproduced
Replicating and dependent
On those that came before,
Creating and recreating
A myth that came true
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