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„Now why should that man have fainted? But he did, and right across my path by the wall, so that I had to creep over him every time!“

by Charlotte Gilman, The Yellow Wallpaper

The blink of an eye

It makes you shiver, and freeze, and scream

They wielded their power over you

Broke your body as they would a seal

They wield their power over you

They drag you out and put you on display

To admire your madness

Help comes from a primal scream

But there‘s light from a word

A world where truth is revealed

Where the devastations of their power are exposed

A light that makes them small

Expose their weakness

It was only a dream

It was only a dream, they say

But they can never put it back to rest

They can never make it sleep soundly again

Again, again, again