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I see his face every night before I go to bed. That’s why I’m so tired. I can’t sleep because the nightmares make me toss and turn. I just want it to go away; I want my memory erased.
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Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 9:41 PM UTC
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I see his face every night before I go to bed. That’s why I’m so tired. I can’t sleep because the nightmares make me toss and turn. I just want it to go away; I want my memory erased.
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Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 9:41 PM UTC
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