…and we are daughters of silence no more. What was meant to drown us has filled our lungs with embolden truth. We are rising, we are making it known that fear no longer controls us. We are no longer weak and selfless, we are survivors, walking the path of self healing and soul restoration.
….and we are victims of abused no more. We are coming home with your hearts bloody and raw. We will wear our pain like a crown because we have fought and won. These are my sisters, forged in fire, bound by blood. Look at us, remember our faces, traced our scars from generation to generations we have stood in the gap, passing down a legacy, a battle cry of freedom.
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