Network of Dreams
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Last published Mon, Mar 31, 2014
Every day I wake up in a different house, a different place, a different body, with a different schedule, and different people. With the only things the same being myself—my thoughts and morals in my head, my soul— and my one blue and one brown eye, I live inside a sea of thoughts and emotions, I live in my head. I don't know anyone but myself; yet I don't even really know myself. I don't even have a name, and even if I do, I don't know it yet.
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