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Glass. The crunch under my feet. A concerning sound to most but a common sound for me. Vomit. The aroma in the air. A concerning smell for most but a common smell for me. Dad. The familiar presentece. A common sight for most but a concerning sight for me.
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Trigger warning ⚠️ This story contains; Abuse Body horror Misogyny White supremacy Scarification Vomiting Abuse Sex R@pe Blood and mental anguish Every page contains a hint of violence and pain, please proceed with caution. Despair that binds your hands is a generational curse. Threads of fire woven from your upper lip to your lower lip... keeping you sat and compliant.

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