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The coast is beautiful, but going to be busy. I'm not staying still, or silent. I would write heaven and earth of the things that have happened to me, the thing's people have said, done and not done. I'm better than that, and I'm better than them. That's the sad thing. Their eyes were diverted, and their attention elsewhere. Never thought I would be calling the certain agencies that will help me against my abuser, and the strangers who harass me on the internet. Justice will come, the truth, so hard to say for some, will come out. I hope they stop. After all I've done for them, Alicia is many adjectives, but none I need to say. I'm better than that. Goodbye, but I said that years ago. They were just too weak for me to leave. They don't know me, the people I enjoy when I'm outside do.
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