From one nipple it is a sign.
From two it is an Omen.
A single dropp can be.
Smeared.
Mere lactation.
Squeezed, more is it's yield.
Sensitive and normal.
Each dropp flows.
Exquisitely, most breasts are.
Formula is big business.
Unemployed and underfed.
Art may one day become extinct.
But white, clear, or milky liquid.
Fluid,
is expressible.
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