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memory of mesomewhere between 112 and 129Someti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cramuten/1742627/ ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cramuten/1737202/ Thirteen.My life of defining myselfand having the wordsthoughts and understandto do so had just begun.Questions of who I wasas a person, a female,of what love waswere just beginning.Thirteen.I was raped.It covered anyunderstandingin thick black tar.Questions becamewhat is wrong with me?what am I goo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cramuten/1737198/ Digging holesIt seems all my lifeI've spent digging holesFor myself, thenI looking up from the bottomWondering whyI dug so deepOr did I trip and fall inWhile not paying attentionTo my feet, walking blindlyThinking somehowThe Universe will watchOut for meThese dark holes in my headWhere no one wants .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cramuten/1737136/ tiny stories http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cramuten/1735752/ ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cramuten/1735035/ 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