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Short story coming 2021


I stood silent.
As to speak would have meant my own death.
I stood silent.
As the rivers ran with the blood of the innocent.
I stood silent.
As my fellow women hung from the trees.
I stood silent.
As their screams rang out.
I stood silent.
As they dragged them from their homes.
I stood silent.
As I faced my own judgment.
I didn’t stand silently.
As I faced my death.
I cursed them all.
I showed my truth.
I stood silent.
And that is my curse.
We are all cursed.
I just learned to own my curse.

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