preface

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preface

i am sitting here so alone, slowly watching the ceiling paint crackle off like lifeless flower petals peeling away and floating down from their trees. i hear nothing but the sound of busy people laughing, enjoying their happy lives. i don't sleep, i don't eat, just stare into space like i never existed. there is no hope for me in this world. if only things could change.... i wish i could just float up and disappear above the clouds... no one would notice i would be gone, no one notices me anyway.

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