but you needed to get better. You needed it, you'd been pushing for it
for too long, it became too hard, too much.
*****
You told me how you fell for curiosity, and always got mad at yourself.
*****
The flashbacks hurt and pained you the most. I couldn't feel it for you,
I could only see it in you, and how much is rubbing your back and
squeezing your hand, when that pain is running through you and crushing
all you have?
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