Mother Love, Mother Dysphoria

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I can not think like this
Skin burning, stomach lurching. Churning
low level panic dance coursing through my veins

Is the sacrifice of our sense of personal safety enough?
Or do you need our humanity as well?

May I teach my children pride in self, history, and heritage?
Or are they tainted?
Do they deserve to live?
Do they deserve to live without fear for their parents?
For themselves?

You will not see us dead
You will not see us ashamed

These beloved children will grow strong and beautiful in their uniqueness, proud of their heritage, their family, their identity, whatever that may be

If it is within my power, that will be my gift to them

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