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Immense downloads universal languages received. Restoration upon the break downs occurred in past last year. Recorded dramatization in flashes replaying in my mind. Turned tables flipped upside down, hope sits on my lap smiling at me to sing. Not a day went by where justice was waiting for me. Patiently I waited for days like now where my smile gives back happily alive. My inner child gives me a pat on my back for she longer is screaming “what about me”. Inner child is starring at these days saying it was all a test. Solitude was never punishment but nourishment of reading in between and staying calm quietly protesting I never did anything wrong. Fighting a silent war to prove to others my talents aren’t to rebel or fail but to grow and not drown learning to ride the tides in heaven or hell.

Cristina Jimenez.

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