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This is when I was half awake, between consciousness and sub-consciousness, and I was no one. Things that I be usually afraid, viz. losing myself, was more practical this time. I woke half dreaming, mind blank, quietly drifting. Wandering through questions surreal, is any of this even real? I watch...

I walk this path, alone and cold, With no one left, no hand to hold. I face the lows, but highs feel worse, A silent joy becomes a curse. I miss the days of laughter shared, Of friends who listened, of hearts that cared. Back then, my world felt light and free, Now shadows linger, haunting me. Had I...