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A Nebulous Birthday (and My Two-Year Coma)
Contributed by
Butterat_Zool
on
Wednesday, 21st January 2004 @ 07:23:58 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Found to be living and male, checked upon for discrepancies, and stripped, for the first time in my existence, of the coat of blood that I had worn to keep warm, they showed me to my mother, who rested, exhausted, but overjoyed that she was able to keep one to term.
My father got me next, and carried my fat, alien frame out of the delivery room. There, the story ends and my memory begins. Colorblind, deaf, and utterly stupid, devoid of any perceptions that cant be duplicated on an Etch-a-Sketch, I met my grandparents for the first time in my life.
I remember their chairs, and various unimportant details about the hallway and such, and then my brain learned its place and stopped recording until it was time for me to speak.
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2004-01-21 19:23:58] (Date/Time posted on
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