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Shackle, Ring, Iron, Steel, Rust, Attach

Your back was aching deformed by subservience shoulders sloped like some fourth-class non-human as you cut the cane that kept Miss Lillie. 4/23/2021 excerpt from Ethnic Memory 2/10/2019 Liberum Divisa 5' Poetry Contest Gregory R. Barden, Sponsor

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Date: 4/23/2021 7:14:00 PM
Incredibly strong piece of work throughout, Janis. So descriptive, so poignant, so compelling. Exceptional!
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Date: 4/23/2021 11:44:00 AM
Although you did not type it, I read the end as Miss Lillie White, despite slaves being of every race and creed. Aloha! Rico
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Date: 4/23/2021 5:55:00 AM
You painted a powerful image with just 22 words.
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Janis Thompson
Date: 4/23/2021 6:26:00 AM
Thanks Richard. I never saw it that way.... love and blessings, Janis.
Date: 4/23/2021 12:25:00 AM
Powerful!
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Janis Thompson
Date: 4/23/2021 6:27:00 AM
If you say this, then I know it must be. Thanks and blessings. Love Janis

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