testing, looking for reason and not finding it in the most usual places.
I wonder and I wander, inside a lost soul searching for water in an oasis of meaning.
I come up dry, a heap of my former self, not resembling anything I can recognize
unless its the stares of people who have long since abandoned me to myself.
And who am I? Who can possibly know the answer to that question if I do not know it?
Save One.
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