'Echoes from my soul, a painful refrain
A childhood marred by trauma, torture, and pain
A trusted figure, a manipulator, a defiler
Who stole my innocence, my voice, my childhood's shine
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Those horrific nights, demons haunted me
Uncle Kunle's actions, a trauma to set free
But how could I, when I didn't know the way?
Bound body and soul, a prisoner I'd stay
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'I entered the Ventilation Room, a space where pain is shared
Where people gather to mend their broken pieces, their scars still unhealed
I thought I knew pain, but here, I saw hell's residents
Their stories echoed through the room, a chorus of resilience
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