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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When the State said she needed a home and would I help her out with her meds I said yes though I had some grave doubts and they never mentioned a life sentence. When the doctor said she had fetal alcohol our life was paused to grow grim. I said wait, need to check with spouse and three boys we already claimed to love and protect, so they never mentioned a life sentence. When I told the State they should find a better home that would grow with her aggressive game coming up they said wait, we’ll start her again in another place not prepared for defiance, for food thrown down, for breaking hard glass hearts worn out like empty fragile chairs, still they never mentioned a life sentence. So we eventually said yes and her courage to test that yes grows astronomically oppressive while the State closes homes and residential options for families like ours who never signed on for a 24/7/52 week yearly life sentence. Now State says no, no other place for her to go, so sorry you’re sore and tired and old, too bad she has no one to talk to all day and night now that we can hear what she means to deliver with you signed up for hell in your mutually dysfunctional life sentence. So we sure try, except for her, who had no choice about those exotic substances welcoming her still warm enwombed with empty promises throwing a love defiant party. So I still cry, but not only for her who had no choice confined to age in this echoing silo dancing with demons signing her up for my fading life sentence.
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