Letter to an Old Friend

Dear William
I have lost seventeen years in a mental institution
Seventeen long lost years I’ve been locked away!
Away from my favourite blueberry pancakes and ginger ale

How could you do this to me?
Seventeen years and even now I’m still incomplete
I forget things, names, places, connections that I used to be able to make so easily
They just… they just dangle, just outside my reach.

Dear old friend, I know what you did to me
I know that you cut out pieces of me
Pieces of my precious brain
Now, craving for a strawberry milkshake…

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