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citygirl18
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I don't remember it. I just remember the before and the after. I remember it like poetry. So, here it goes: I woke up one morning, drowning in blue. That morning, My walls were torn, And I watched the world float by like a boat on the water. It was the moment before morning right before the sun breaks through, and the world begins. I remembered it for the first time in a therapist office. The memory never addresses what happened that first time. I don't think I was there. I remember laying there in my bed, staring