Poetry
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Ghosts
They always seem to feel so judged by me. And yet compassion for them has always been what saved me. Saved me from their rages. From their tongues. And their hands. Because how else could I have survived it all, but to imagine that they too must be carrying some great, deep torment; some ghost in… Continue reading
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