survivors
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The bruises faded, but the body remembers. A poem about surviving abuse, relearning safety, and blooming from the places once left black and blue.
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A case that escaped justice for twenty years becomes a fantasy of reopening the file and finally hearing the lock click.
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Some rescue looks like staying—sitting beside survivors, offering belief and choice, then returning the next morning despite every story carried home.
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In a windowless room, surviving becomes testimony, and healing begins when someone listens to the worst truth without disbelief.
