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Staring

Staring. At the wall. Nothing I can do. Nothing I can feel. Nothing I can think To make the feeling go away.

It’s a frozen tundra. And I’m in the middle of it. It’s below zero. And I have shorts on.

I’m on the snowy ground. And no matter what I do, Some mysterious force pulls me back down. The blizzard is piling snow on me.

I’m lost. I’m frozen. I’m missing, Unable to be found.

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