dirt

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This is what I remember and this is what I remember correctly last summer as we were going to watch the new Batman movie I remember someone saying that I have beaten my PTSD I have now decided that the PTSD is nothing more than the dirt under my shoes the dirt on the ground that I walk on the dirt that I wash off my body is not something that is here or there it is not existing it's just there sometimes when I have a nightmare

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