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Nov 2013
not knowing.
                         but believing.

            in what?
I’m.

                     only a victim
                     only a victim
                     only a victim


Wait that’s my son.
                    my wife.
                    my daughter.

deserved rejection.

wrong-doing

he can’t get out of bed
her eyes more blue than red
a broken mirror behind her head

Wait.
                     only a victim,
                     only a victim,
                     only a victim,

                                              of what
                                               who
                                           why

               me
Written by
claire strautmanis  New York
(New York)   
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   g clair, drunkonthoughts and ---
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