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fighting the disassociation hands reaching out in fog to grab something real head empty, force thought to forefront, can't stop the feeling that I'm nobody at all
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May 18
May 18, 2026 at 8:22 PM UTC
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fighting the disassociation hands reaching out in fog to grab something real head empty, force thought to forefront, can't stop the feeling that I'm nobody at all
Lucida
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May 18
May 18, 2026 at 8:22 PM UTC
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