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Jan 2021
I'm sitting here
with the rain pouring down.
Trying to get my feet on the ground.
I stay awake and look to the sky
but all I hear are the tears angels cry -
Mourning for half the sky
I wrote this when I was 11, grappling with grief at being targeted by a man whose face I cannot remember.
Written by
Alexandra  26/F/Southern Hemisphere
(26/F/Southern Hemisphere)   
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