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He made me repeat over and over his name in the night a prayer for safety every time I woke up night terrors and sweet salvation he became preacher and I believed This incessant ritual his name on my lips, my desperate whispering, I whimpered his affirmations, waited for the miracle to come.
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Mar 2, 2022
Mar 2, 2022 at 10:13 AM UTC
Night terror
He made me repeat over and over his name in the night a prayer for safety every time I woke up night terrors and sweet salvation he became preacher and I believed This incessant ritual his name on my lips, my desperate whispering, I whimpered his affirmations, waited for the miracle to come.
He's gone now.
Nao
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Mar 2, 2022
Mar 2, 2022 at 10:13 AM UTC
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