MUTT
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Last published Fri, Feb 16, 2018
"It was dark and I was afraid. I felt my nose freezing from the cold, my ears were numb and I had no feeling at all in my feet."
Earth isn't he same as it used to be. I mean, it's always changing, people are born and others die, but it's way beyond that now. Earth isn't even Earth anymore, not exactly.
I'm not sure how everything fell apart, then again, no one really does. I guess it just kind of happened. All of a sudden things didn't feel the same, like we had been living a lie.
And it had escalated from there, all the way until this exact second in time. As I said, Earth is different now, and I'm smack right in the middle of it.
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