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I remember it was after the night dancing and my legs ached and we came back Clive and I to my house and after a few drinks we went to bed and I recall how alive he made me feel and I can distinctly sense him entering me and o it was so hot and now it's dark and my legs ache and someone is rubbing them and I know it is morning by the rush and bustle and I am on the hospital bed and I'm blind and my leg stumps are being rubbed by someone a nurse but why do I feel so alive? but I can't see and feel only half me and I can't hold Clive again as he died in Dunkirk and I sense the hands rubbing my stumps and the hands are soft and the darkness has an encroaching feel and I want to be and love still but am here stuck on this bed with countless dreams and thoughts in my just awake head.
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 3:30 AM UTC
GRACE'S JUST AWAKE HEAD 1940
I remember it was after the night dancing and my legs ached and we came back Clive and I to my house and after a few drinks we went to bed and I recall how alive he made me feel and I can distinctly sense him entering me and o it was so hot and now it's dark and my legs ache and someone is rubbing them and I know it is morning by the rush and bustle and I am on the hospital bed and I'm blind and my leg stumps are being rubbed by someone a nurse but why do I feel so alive? but I can't see and feel only half me and I can't hold Clive again as he died in Dunkirk and I sense the hands rubbing my stumps and the hands are soft and the darkness has an encroaching feel and I want to be and love still but am here stuck on this bed with countless dreams and thoughts in my just awake head.
A BLIND AND AMPUTEE WOMAN IN HOSPITAL IN 1940 lONDON.
TerryCollett
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 3:30 AM UTC
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