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  • Writer: and the moon speaks again
    and the moon speaks again
  • Jul 31, 2021
  • 1 min read

They tell me to speak my truth

but place tape over my mouth

when I do;


through the screams they make out

my begging and they laugh

at the desperation to warn,

to tell the story

that others need


so I slowly begin

to erode away,

my voice alongside me,


until I no longer hold the power


to exercise my right

to make them understand.


 
 
 

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