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Apr 2019
last night I dreamt I was a child again
holding hands with my mother

last night I dreamt I was pure
that I had never been hurt

last night I dreamt I was innocent
that I knew nothing of trauma

last night I dreamt I was alive
but I am choking on the dirt you buried me with.
i suddenly started remembering repressed memories of abuse recently at therapy. I've been having to work through them as if they were fresh
lex hughes
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lex hughes  22/Non-binary
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