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Mary Fumento | Professional
And the pain subsides, leaving an empty hollowness.
When the emptiness dissipated, I felt alive again. Like tiny, green
slivers attempting to emerge as spring leaves, I felt my frozen
branches awaken and become once more limbs of life.
I have awakened and will blossom, and will submerge into darkness
when it in ice again returns.
- Mary O. Fumento, January 1999
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