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A Hundred Children Tell me about your sunshine and the sounds of coffee and of barefeet pounding the earthen floor the creaking trees and the skinned memory of hugs you gave and you received. Sit down, yes, here, the intermittent sobbing of the shades slit by your golden face. Now listen to the hundred children that are your womb. I am among them.