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…he got trapped in the cycle, pulling in her knees to protect her body and rolling with the punches. Crying didn’t make him stop, begging slowed him just a little, doing everything exactly how he liked only offered scant protection. She never had a place to run.
Jacinta Palmer🍂
✍ Posy Churchgate
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