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Time and Place
I grew in darkness, forced into the light.
I did not choose these people
I hold my breath, hoping to go back.
They wait for my scream
to let them know I am truly here.
My body is fresh born, my mind older
than my parents from the nine months
spent with this woman.
I know she has lost all memory of her time before
Information that would be helpful to her life now.
She would not have allowed herself to become pregnant
She would have remembered.
I will leave before the age of seven
When my memory of past time will be lost to me.
I must continue my search for the woman who remembers
She will become my mother.
Her guidance will give my life true meaning
I will finish this life in a swimming accident.
My mother will grieve
She will have another child who will stay.
My mother knows I am coming
She waits. When next I leap
It will not be out of time…
