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I look for warmth a familiar voice a long-lost love under bright arc-lights I cry…. It’s a journey again may be one of choice it starts with a snag of lost memory I cry…. You celebrate birth but forget - newborns are just reborn At your ignorance I smile….. there are no … Continue reading Birth
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I escaped superficiality, on experiencing the depth of pain. I was compelled to delve in, and find the source. Why does my mother hate me? Each humiliating episode of sarcasm, rebuke or feigned disappointment stands sharp and clear in memory. At that time, I did not know what emotional or mental abuse meant. Today, I’ve … Continue reading Dark depths
"Was that really me?"... by VJ Knutson
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