As the years passed by, I realized how out of place I felt. Nothing looked, sounded, or felt how it should. Of course, though, it seemed that there was nothing I could do to resolve my issues. No one understood me and seeing a doctor or a therapist, like my family had suggested, wouldn't help. I was lost; lost in a time that wasn't where I belonged. The only thing that kept me sane was music. The music of the past, especially. Eden West is who I was, who I am, and who I will always be. No matter the time or place, I am Eden.
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