~Mantra’s Story~ Making My Way Clear

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    I sit.. eyes still sleepy..lashes fluttering, but..Awake Just awakening from about a 15 year gray haze… Blurry shadowy figures, dim lights and distant screams Cursed whispers lie in the corners o f my eyes Sore hands wiped down my face Blistered feet resting on hardwood floor achy bottom …

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~ Risha’s Story~ “AND AIN’T I AN AMERICAN?”

The Girl with the flag.

“And ain’t I an American? Read a history book. My ancestors panned for gold and helped to build the Transcontinental Railroad — blasting dynamite through huge, granite mountains. Dying in droves here.”

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