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Mar 2016
Left standing in the rain
Left with all the pain
Left with all the strain

Left with the horror show
Left while you turn and go
Left while you threw the blow

Left shackled and in chains
Left with nothing left to gain
Left with nothing in my brain

Left out in the cold
Left with the winds that blow
Left out in the snow

Left with all the grief
Left while you still reap
Left with open wounds that seep
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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