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We Remember Your Childhood Well

Rating: 4.2

Nobody hurt you. Nobody turned off the light and argued
with somebody else all night. The bad man on the moors
was only a movie you saw. Nobody locked the door.

Your questions were answered fully. No. That didn't occur.
You couldn't sing anyway, cared less. The moment's a blur, a Film Fun
laughing itself to death in the coal fire. Anyone's guess.

Nobody forced you. You wanted to go that day. Begged. You chose
the dress. Here are the pictures, look at you. Look at us all,

smiling and waving, younger. The whole thing is inside your head.
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Bill Wright 03 September 2016

This is very dark. In the 1960s and 1970s child abuse was regularly swept under the carpet with children simply not being believed.

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Susan Williams 26 October 2015

Intriguing. Did the parents know best what had happened in her childhood?

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