UseYourVoice
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Daughter of the Rising Star
Raise your voice
Do not remain silenced
You are the child of the Sun
She will guide you
What makes my quaking voice different,
I can’t speak in front of people;
Rather, I choose to draw and paint and write,
Exactly how I feel.
Today a boy will fall down unconscious
his trembling form on the bathroom floor
one hand clutching tight a bottle
filled with little white exit signs
