Horrid Freedom

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I want to look in the mirror one day without wanting to feel and believe once in my life that I'm free. That I can fly high into the sky. While the sun setting in the west. And night falls and then the darkness becomes overwhelming. Old voices in my head began to ponder with my mind. And then the mirrors began to surround me and close me into a box. Then these women appear in the mirrors. They then walk through the mirrors and there they are standing before me. I'm scared as hell and I know they can feel, taste, smell, and see that I am. They make me stand up. And they then began taking my clothes off me. I began to cry out for help know one can hear me.

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