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…ead of ancestral wisdom. I was introduced to a world whose social margins were fluid and uncharted. And yet, the country of my childhood continued to live within me with a primacy that was a form of love. It was, for me, self-preservation. I didn’t want my soul to shrivel from remaining in arid internal exile for the rest of my life.
Henya Drescher
Annelise Lords
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I pulled strength from my culture and survived.
Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635
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