I'm Hot. Why am I here, thoughts elude me. Sound engulfs me, Sight is a blur. Tears stream down my cheeks It's too much. I leave, back-turned. I'm Cold. Emptiness fills me. Desire fights reason. To little I go again, Around me, things focus_ My senses roar to life I join, my mind floods. it's unfamiliar. I'm Warm.
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