Exhale!
We go dark and deep together
To a place of healing and together
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The attack aged us instantly
Like mideastern humus.
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I never thought it would come to this.
That he wasn’t there for me,
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Before the war in Liberia, my parents, though subsistence farmers, lived happily in their village. They both spoke only Kissi and Liberian English. In fact, they continued their farm work during the first few years of the crisis, even in the midst of Charles Taylor's rebels, but not without their own stories of the war.
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