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I lay my heart before you...all
the chambers, the hidden parts, the parts that have nuanced their
way in to words....my offering is to witness my experience...really,
I write to remember that which I so easily deny, to see myself and
to believe what happened...I write to remember what happened, to
understand what is and to remind myself of possibility....I write
to save my life. I write to save the life memories of those who
came before... manifested in the blood ink of my pen
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