I look to my brain and get nothing. I have nothing but memories. I can’t be in the moment. Traped in the past, my home. The mind has no mind itself for how to function.
I can’t believe she is real.
I look to my brain and get nothing. I have nothing but memories. I can’t be in the moment. Traped in the past, my home. The mind has no mind itself for how to function.
I can’t believe she is real.
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