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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.
will be the hardest part... so I'm told.
I wish my would work... unfold.
The explaining. The words.

The front door opened to the of death. Will this make sense? Will this be comforting 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... air then shoots down my throat.
Sensory in an instant of sense.
Charting through old water that I away to drown.
another.
To and be found.
This is what I've set out to do. is this door?

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

Dig deep.
Commence inside sleep.
Silence.

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

I to.

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

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