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My mind is fractured to this day.
Little bits and pieces of my life. No matter what I do or say, keep coming to the forefront, getting stuck in my mind anyway. I shy away from these visions, that keep appearing from my past. crippling my mind, I pray, to my heavenly Father. Please don't let them last. I thought they were all gone but they only reappear Just giving me little glimpses of the horror that belongs, back in my childhood years.
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