Creative Corner:
Poetry by Ritual Abuse SurvivorsRitual Abuse,
Ritual Crime
and HealingStorm
the silence is so dark
and I can hear the pain
of one voice crying in the wilderness(it's an echo)
an ovarian storm is brewing
but I don't have a paincoat
there's nothing I can do
- Lily
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