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Oh my God, I can do nothing but cry all morning!!!
All I could, oh all I could do is call out to my Mother and tell her how much we need her now! I have to break out my abortion suitcase from my hiding place, brush off the dust, and call out to her spirit, to tell me how to get my strength to help the women in our country again! MOTHER, I UNDERSTAND WHY YOU RISKED OUR LIVES, I NOW SEE THE WISDOM, NOW I FEEL YOUR PAIN!!!!!!
9:30am Or should my fears of yesteryears force my hiding secret, to stay a secret. Our world just got worse, my writings take an entire back stepping distance from our new reality. My heart hurts.
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Submitted: February 20, 2025

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