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From the poem:


"I am invisible...

And the memories I recall

Silently waiting

In a dark and empty hall"

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First Connection

"Finally mother told me I was no longer privileged enough to sleep upstairs, so I was banished downstairs to the garage. My bed was an old army cot".

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A Child Called It- Psych in Lit

By Tayfrey24