How inhuman is it,
To not want to be touched,
No, to want to not be touched?
How inhuman is it,
For a little boy to want to not be touched — often?
How inhuman is it,
To make a little boy feel that way?
How inhuman is it?
I have a voice today,
And unstifled, undrowned feelings.
I can tell you.
I can tell you.
Even without words.
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