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i am here.
the past is depression. the future is anxiety. the present is unknown.

i am here.
i see the world, yet i cannot feel. i see feeling, yet i cannot create. i walk with no destination.

i am here.
my body is purple. my eyes are red. broken families play outside to imitate perfection.

i am somewhere.
just as quickly as peace came, it left.

i am here.
i am small. a figure, but not one in my possession. i hear the horn of a car as it nearly misses me.

i am here.
my body and soul are not one. their connection has been severed without my control. i reach the open water.

i am here.

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