Whisper Woods

Whisper Woods

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I lie on my side in a bed and watch time pass by. Time. Falling though my raw hands. Time. It would run out for me, but never run out for itself. It would keep running with the speed of a cheetah, or toddle as hauntingly as a tortoise. Flowing beautifully through my soul and mind as I helplessly lose my clutch on reality and consciousness.
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39 Days

I call this a beautiful journey of my lifeless existence. I don't know what's happening, but I seem to be living my life all over again, in my mind. It feels so real but seems like a dream to me. I'm confused, lost, worried, but I hope to find answers to what truly went wrong.

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