⤐ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝.
"I need you to listen to me. When we're out there together, if I say run, run. If I tell you to leave me, then damn it, you le...
A bonded servant, Taut and sad, Tempted to becoming mad, Subjected to expected pain Recurring, by her need, again- She bore the careless winter sleet
Unshackled slave, Or so she felt, By loosening her moral belt, Letting the fire beneath her skin Cauterize the hurt within- The girl embodied August heat
Bewildered woman, Now mature, Uncertain touch becoming sure; Now rarely crouched behind a wall Distrusting any love at all The quiet fall pervades the street
-Alice Clay Judson
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