Lost
I can't see anything around me
It feels like I'm moving through...
molasses,
Everything is blurry and smudged
My movements are slow,
My speech is slurred,
I don't know where I am,
Where am I?
I'm not at home,
I'm not at school,
Everything seems weird and foreign,
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“I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss. I see the lives for which I lay down my life, peaceful, useful, prosperous and happy. I see that I hold a sanctuary in their hearts, and in the hearts of their descendants, generations hence. It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.” ―Charles Dickens
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