A poem about Parental Alienation
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Although I am a warrior woman, with extraordinary skills and the ability to carry out bodily functions that I never knew possible, endure physical and laborious pain beyond any human understanding…My Spirit is Peace.
Although I live in a volatile planet, there are so many beautiful serene places, and spots-so peaceful and quiet. With just the wind and the rock and the sun to greet you. These places do exist.
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This poem was written by a mother of five.
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First, on the outside, I look normal and fine.
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As I listen to my children fight, I stop and think,
where did they get this from?
Are we not all one people?
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