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She was real,
more than the image in the mirror could reveal,
more than the dehumanizers could steal.
She was sunshine happiness when birds were calling,
tears at midnight on the bathroom floor.
She was hopes and dreams and human longing,
a love greater than hatred’s roar.
©February 2020, Christina Anne Hawthorne
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