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May 2016
If one girl grows up amidst a world of pain,
If she is never safe and feels exposed,
Living in careful caution and worry,
If she grows up in a black box,

How can she feel loved?
How can she let down her hair?
How can she relax?
How can she see the light?
Maximus Tamo
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Maximus Tamo  Tomah
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