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AT  FIRST

At first

when its bad

she screams

That tendancy

is quickly

stiffled

by hands

or pillows

Soon

she learns

to keep the screams

inside

Until

one day

she dies

choked to death

by the silent

deafening

scream of

childhood terror

never heard

or answered

by Katie

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