Everywhere. They are everywhere. In my mind, my eyes. How to concentrate near them, ask someone else for that information, because I honestly have no idea.
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I knew somewhere out there, my parents were worried sick. Somewhere out there, my friends wondered about me. I knew that a world like this wouldn't last forever, and I had to make it last. But I could always retell it.