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Human Trafficking

Rain falling down on magenta leaf Seemed like a forbidden feeling Dreamed as a despair on ceiling Loud stormy, yet ears still deaf This poor self awoke because of wetness Ache not cured well in deeply heart Leaving roots of wound not in curt This suffer mind sank under sadness mum! Mummy please didn't do it to me dumb! Daddy please didn't dattch it to me I had reached heaven for you too late forgiven You had touched prison for you too late remorsen

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