From a letter to Winnie Mandela, then in Pretoria central prison 1st August, 1970
The crop of miseries we have harvested from the heartbreaking frustrations of the last 15 months are not likely to fade away easily from the mind. I feel I have been soaked in gall, every part of me, my flesh, bloodstream, bane and soul, so bitter I am to be completely powerless to help you in the rough and fierce ordeal you are going through... If only we could meet; if i could be on your side and squeeze you, or if I could catch a glimpse of your outline through the thick wire netting that would inevitably separate us.
I simply love this letter <3
Much love Annie
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