Interminable
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*NOT YET COMPLETE*
Sometimes it feels like someone got into my head and wiped it clean. Removed any memories related to my past. I can only see blurry images and hear background noises whenever I try to remember. You'd think I see myself in a playground and the noises are the laughter of other kids playing in a sunny morning, but no. It is never any of that...
I only remember my mother sitting in the living room listening to the compulsory daily radio show; but that is not a memory from my childhood. I squeeze my brain so hard to find anything. Anything that can verify my existence. That I didn't just materialise. That nothing or no one messed up my head in any way.
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