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AWAKENING: A foreign place embraced my slight slumber does it haunt me so? To rise to new lands having no reason why am I here? Those strewn about recollections like confetti now spat out on my rug. New surroundings only baffle me where is the rest of me? My eyes, hands and mind left out in the cold for the frost. Not needed albeit they have a purpose solely mine for my conveyance. Shut only this world once called mine. Now has it become ours?

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