My soul has gone missing and my eyes are tired, my mouth is as dry as the scorching sun, my arms are weak. There's a lonely hum in my brain. Everything's so settled so specific, however completely built on happenstance. Decisions and non-decisions I made brought me to this destination, how is it possible that chance decided on this? The whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone.
Am I really here?
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