little girl, it’s been
years since we last met, spoke, saw
eye-to-eye. shame binds.
safe isolation;
filth and neglect denied, it
cloaks my (our) heart. still.
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little girl, it’s been
years since we last met, spoke, saw
eye-to-eye. shame binds.
safe isolation;
filth and neglect denied, it
cloaks my (our) heart. still.