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Feb 2010
Sneaking in the dark
She won't make a sound
Terrified of the others
Afraid that she'll be found.

She's forbidden to leave
Forever made a slave
Praying for salvation
Will she be saved?

No one to rescue her
Or come to her side
She weeps silently
The only sound is the tide.

Running faster now
She's almost to the door
Everything's gone black
As she falls upon the floor.

They drag her back
And lock her in the room
Once again she's alone
And faces her silent tomb.
Tats
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Tats
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   Sequoia C
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