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Passing the Torch

You have plucked her from purity ascended upon virtuous flesh spawned forth torches of multitude that pronounce flames of love and yet those very flames burn with seething rage bearing witness to false pretense of Love's gentle embrace what once was pure has been soiled from generations past for the flames of abuse have become adults at last....... Bob Shank-Jan. 11th, 2006 I always try to write something on abuse around this time of year, since the week of the Superbowl seems to always be the time of year when spousal abuse is reported the most.....It's a problem that sadly continues to plaque our society today, and yet we don't even consider the long term effect it has on our children, the vicious cycles of learned behavior must change if we are to progress.......

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