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I sometimes wonder if you still remember me or if I was just another memory I will never forget that pit feeling in my stomach the time you slipped your hand under my skirt Or when you offered to put me up on my bike to (only) touch the most vulnerable part of myself I knew family meant safety buy why did I not feel that Girls my age were running around in their skirts & dresses for the summer while I despised it. I felt powerless for so many years Today, I will never let my power get taken away

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