The reality be told, it was not long past,
Flabbergast by an unfold from my mind’s vague vast,
In reflections of the accounts of my youth,
Echoes formed, all claiming to be truth.
Must be fabricated, they’re so over the top,
Consulted a friend, a retired old cop,
He said no evidence on the inquires I’d send,
Crazies, PTSD’s, false memories blend....
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