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On child abuse!
One cold rainy night
in Nevada!
The wind blew so hard that
the window panes shook.
I sat on a bench in a
cold dark room,
and cried because,
I felt so alone.
I wept so loud that
the old woman
sitting with me,
shook me til' I shut my mouth!
That night I think that
she damaged my brain,
because of the
shaking chide!
There was no one there,
as usual, all I could do
was gasp for air.
I couldn't control my reaction.
