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Nov 2014
God give me strength,
To fight the powers that be.
God give me strength,
To stop the attacks on me.

I never asked for the beatings,
Or the kick to the stomach I received.
I only wanted to please him,
I didn't try to deceive.

It really wasn't my fault,
I tried to make things right.
I don't remember picking up the knife,
making me fight for my life.

Now I am in virtual prison,
For trying to protect my own.
And my loving violent husband,
Will no longer be found at home.

Sheila.
20/11/2014
Sheila Hackett
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Sheila Hackett  Lancaster
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