We are all, HER

just a pic of an old house in haiti nothing to do with the poem

With every word spoken, we flinch

With every memory shared, we pale

Every story is ours

Every wound is ours

We are all, HER

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We all know that look, it’s ours

We all know that expression, it’s ours

Our shivers have the same source

Our dread came from the same pit

We are all, HER

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Our wounds are different, yet the same wounds

Our paths never crossed, yet the same path

We don’t need to talk, we know

We don’t need to share, we know

We are all, HER

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We’ve never met her, we know her

We know her fears, they are ours

Every thought, we’ve had

Every tear, we’ve tasted

We are all, HER

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Her name is all of ours

Her story is ours

Her pain is ours

Her fears are ours

We are all, HER

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Every woman is HER.

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