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Rebecca Markham Dec 2020
Did you see what they made me do?
   I saw. I was there.

Oh, you felt it?
   No, not the way you are now.

But you were there, did you see what they made me do? How could you not feel that?
   I saw, it happened to me right along with you.

Did you see what they did to me?
   Yes. My darling, I was there with you.

I was so alone, look at the things they did to me.
   I know, I was there, I held you as they did those things.

What about that part, what about when they did that?
   I was there, I hid you.

No. I felt it. Every bit.
   No you didn’t my darling, I took you away, we flew off together, we weren’t there.

But you just said... I felt it.
   No sweetheart, you feel it now, you’re living it now. Not then, I took you.

But you were there, look what they made me endure.
   I know you’re feeling it now, it’s not happening anymore, it happened then, not now.

How can you live with this, with knowing this?
   I felt it, every bit but I let it flow through me, past me.

I didn’t.
   I know my darling. You will. You’re doing it now.

No I’m not. It hurts. I can’t find the words to tell how much it hurts.
   It’s ok to feel it. I know. Keep going. I know it hurts, feel it, eventually you’ll let it go.

I don’t want to hold onto it, I just don’t understand how they did that.
   I know. It’s why I took you away.

Why am I remembering now?
   Because you are amazing, all that strength, you’re strong enough now, to know and to set it free.
  ... In your own time.

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