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The silence was overwhelming, Rushing over me like a flood. The darkness swallowed me up,
For those dressed in long draping sleeves on the sunniest of days, quivering as they walk wincing subtly with each step   For those with lilac bruises outlined by hints of yellow
 She's shoved, under theseOld archways, while this Preist, whoSpeaks in Forgottentongue, banishes dark demons,From her newly blessed body
Filfthy rotten hands Mutilate and ruin Destroy a pure soul Knowingly disrespect her innocence  Tainting a child Instilling terror That is everlasting A sort of pain That never vanishes
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