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    I Am From…

    By Jasmine, SURVIVOR I am from my dead father Who wanted to make me a lawyer I am from his prayers and hopes about his ‘son’ I am from my loving grandmom And from hugs and kisses, I am from prayer and recitations And from a dark and lonely house I am from a strict culture, Legal, illegal, boundaries and punishment, I am from the religious

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    There is No End to the Path that You or I Must Take

    Written by: Donna, SURVIVOR It makes me sad when you scream at me I try to figure out what makes you angry The challenge I take up most of my life Today I felt helpless, where are you? I am being ignored and left to die I have been talking in my mind – My God, what has happened to me? Now I have to rise