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Mar 2014
HIM
Alice, you child, show them your smile
ALENA
My name is not Alice
An you know that well
so, shut up and return to...
HIM
You little girl
you must be nice,
Alice, is sugar not spice
ALENA
Alice is a girl, not a car
stuck in traffic!
And if you dare think you can break me,
Break ALENA! then you're wrong
cause  I, am strong
and I still have fire in my eyes
HIM
She speaks  lies
she  is  submissive
not a beast, so boys you may feast
ALENA
Fine! go ahead!
But just take a  listen
Your sister, your mother, your baby cousin
Imagine them as me
HIM
Shut up you insolent brat!
ALENA
No! because one, one day
oh  yess one day
I'll never come back
and I will no longer be a car, stuck in traffic

                                   for my name is  ALENA not ALICE!
This poem is speaking out against human trafficing. Let's end this destruction of boys' and girls' inncocents.
Emma
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Emma
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     ---, Wanderer and Emma
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