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Submitted by Dragonfly
It was late one night. Raining. Cold. I was five. My parents said everything was going to be fine. Parents lie...
Bertie
Aug 24, 2025
Smiles behind closed doors,
truth folded into false words
childhood drifts in fog.
I am an ardent fan of my favourite pastime, which is shouting at the wireless. I have mostly my own teeth and can still get myself to the bathroom without too many accidents. I prefer my wine both copious and red.
