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There was a story they often told,
they said it was her origin.
They were wrong.
Her story resided in a place they couldn’t see,
it kept her alive when she should have died,
when the lie they loved grew heavy.
She walked away,
carrying the darkness that leads to light,
seeking the truth,
her truth,
her rights.
©April 2020, Christina Anne Hawthorne
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