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Barcodes

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I don't remember anything about my past. I have a barcode on my arm with my name or what I assume is my name under it . I have not found any civilization yet everything seems normal. Cities are abandoned. Like the humans ran away.
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Everything was fine and radiant. The sun was shining and the world filled with possibilities. Things I could not see were approaching fast and I could not help feeling down when that storm destroyed what I most cared about. A piece of me is now gone. And where am I in this? I am the boat that is fighting against everything.

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