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Jan 2021
Her eyes could tell you stories for ages.
Her mind has memories stuck in cages.
Her experiences corrupted her body.
It haunts her in dreams,
Sees the silver lining as she granted wishes through streams.
Her eyes gleam unseen.
Unseen the monsters that chased her forbidden parts.
Touched her legs, cries at night.
She sits there like a toy.
Hoping the next day will bring her joy.
Isamarie
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Isamarie  25/F/NJ
(25/F/NJ)   
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     Imran Islam and Jason
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