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Speaking truth

She stood rooted in her spot wondering what her truth was and where she could find it. She stared at the hats wanting to pick a random one and be transported immediately elsewhere.

She felt traumatized. She felt pain. She wanted to run. She felt everything and nothing at all. That was her truth.

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  1. Ironies of Life Seeing
    Everyone Have So
    Much Fun even
    In A Cigarette Break
    Where i did Not Smoke
    Long After School
    Days At Work
    Finally
    Overcoming
    Autism Emerging
    Dancing Social
    Butterfly
    At 53
    Now
    Close to 60
    The Social
    Life All Together
    Around The Globe
    Masked No Longer
    To See… We Visited
    The so-called Re-opened
    Mall Masked to see Two
    Big Ladies’ Apparel
    Stores Open
    Barely
    A Customer
    And the Rest of
    The Mall Taped
    Off For The
    Crime
    Scene
    Yet to ‘Breathe’
    Price Of Being
    A Species
    Taking
    More
    Than
    Giving
    For Nature
    Giveth As
    The Real
    Master Takes
    Away.. Sigh what
    Comes Will Go
    The Good
    News
    We
    Are
    Still Here
    We Breathe..
    And Dance
    Is now still
    EVeRWHerE
    We Spring Feet..
    So Far At Least..
    i
    Still
    Sing..:)

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