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Dissociation
I lost conciseness,
but I was still awake.
It wasn’t really me.
I wasn’t really there.
I remember watching,
but I wasn’t in control.
I was lost inside my mind.
Nothing could make me feel more alone.
but I was still awake.
It wasn’t really me.
I wasn’t really there.
I remember watching,
but I wasn’t in control.
I was lost inside my mind.
Nothing could make me feel more alone.
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