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May 2018
Please do not raise your voice at me
I do not handle loud noises well
I was not raised in a good home
I come from chaos

Please do not raise your hand to me
I do not know how to stop you
I was not raised to be a fighter
I come as a civilian from a war zone

Please do not hurt me on purpose
I do not have good coping mechanisms
I was not raised to heal fast
I come from damage

Please do not **** me
I need protection
I need kindness
I need love
Erica Garcia
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Erica Garcia
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   SPT and Katie Jacobs
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