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Crying Out By: Michelle Church. The shadows are calling to me. Screeching, moaning, telling their stories. The walls are enclosing me. Suffocating, circling, forcing me to stare at them. The pictures are yelling for me. Mocking, haunting, forcing me to remember their names.
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Crying Out By: Michelle Church The shadows are calling to me. Screeching, moaning, telling their stories. The walls are enclosing me. Suffocating, circling, forcing me to stare at them. The pictures are yelling for me. Mocking, haunting, forcing me to remember their names. The people are tearing at me. Praying, weeping, not understanding what I can do for them. The confusion is unrecognizable to me. Trying, willing so hard to remember, but there are too many names. Too many names slaughtered, Too many names forgotten, Too many names crying out.