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... raped and sore from the cold iron shackles that kept me upright, but barely. I wasn’t even sitting. My body just... hung there, like something discarded.
The stone wall behind my back was freezing. I couldn’t tell if the trembling in my bones was from the cold or from everything else that had already been broken inside me.
Maybe both.
I stared down.
My eyes wouldn’t blink anymore.
They’d dried up after so many nights of crying silently into the dark.So man ...
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