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Poem: Only one …
Where are the nine?
We are here,
but not within thanking distance.
At least, not for you.
Of course, we are glad that we are no longer untouchable,
cast out by society.
Of course, we are grateful that we no longer bear the scars of our ills.
Of course, we realize that we didn’t do this on our own.
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©Marjorie Dobson
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