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Many days and nights... so I'm told.
lost my time years ago... so I'm told.
The explaining. The words.
This be the hardest part... so I'm told.
I my mind would work... unfold.
The explaining. The words.

The front door opened to the look of death. Will this make sense? Will this be at all?
The questions dive in day and night. we can do. Nothing I can do.
Twists and must be answered.
I hit land... so it
The dirt chokes up my legs... strong air then down my throat.
overload in an instant of sense.
Charting through old water I pushed away to drown.
another.
To and be found.
This is what I've set out to do. Where is door?

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The constant of my eyes. I can feel, but I can't open the lids. The back of my skin is scarred, torn and broken.
A reflection of what I've seen. (What I become?)
They let these people recreate. Maybe I have ended it all. Too late?
forward is a must.

Dig deep.
Commence inside sleep.
Silence.

(An out of focus brings up a familiar scenario: Three people fill the room.
There seems to be a fourth, but very small. We are speaking about some of
mission. My mouth won't stop moving... talking way too much. through the
blur I can feel their stares. This one sided discussion seems to be about I am
preventing. Is this a Too late... I've said it before. The people then disappear.
I look and the western sky seems to be red... alone. I can smell burning
flesh... scorched life. I turn around and the face of death stares so grim the
lids open...)

I to.

I'm close... Very close. But isn't right.
A realization is swept over me.

Home. The of home.
All known is gone. All I've loved is lost.
Silence.