"You are an useless piece of shit..."
"You have no right to live on this earth..."
The voices kept on saying to her....
"Why,on earth, have you taken birth..." ...
I'm ceded-I've stopped being Theirs-
The name They dropped upon my face
With water, in the country church
Is finished using, now,
And They can put it with my Dolls,
My childhood, and the string of spools,
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