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In all the millions of words I found between the covers of that beloved book, I could not find one single word that described 'Me'. No word that indicated my huge capacity to feel, my elusive and ever-changing cyclical nature, my raw femaleness, my delicacy, my shyness, my strength, my yearning to be seen and known and loved and gotten.
No word. Not one.