.You were convulsing in the next room, so I lay awake in bed;
prayed to a God I don't believe in, so that he may keep you safe.
I could hear my father's fingers work their way into the wood
of your door frame;
mother shaking,
as your eyes rolled back into your head again.
Just.
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