Traffickers lurk in plain sight - hanging out in malls, luring victims through chatrooms, snatching runaways off the street, or tricking those living in poverty, promising them a job - Traffickers look like everyday people - seeking victims in every corner of the world
Saturday, October 8, 2016
Post #147 – Perfectly Penned Poem
Twitter.com/karenjia My body is bound to the earth, my soul has no roof. My flesh is fragile, my soul is bulletproof. Filed under: inspirational, Poetry, spirituality Tagged: Inspirational Quotes, poem, poetry, spirituality, Uplifting, writer
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