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I still feel lost sometimes even if it's just for short, even if after it I'm fine. I steel get lost and look around but see nothing except dark I wonder where was my last path? So I cry and lay down, waiting for the demons to pass by waiting for the end of the deepest night. Then I wake up and try to remember where I came from? was it from South, East, West or North? My feet move before I find an answer, I can't help it, but I know why: I'm scared I'll get paralyzed otherwise. So I keep walking, I am still walking, but I don't think I know where I'm going. Perhaps, is this the reason why I still get lost? Should I maybe simply stop?
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC
Walking
I still feel lost sometimes even if it's just for short, even if after it I'm fine. I steel get lost and look around but see nothing except dark I wonder where was my last path? So I cry and lay down, waiting for the demons to pass by waiting for the end of the deepest night. Then I wake up and try to remember where I came from? was it from South, East, West or North? My feet move before I find an answer, I can't help it, but I know why: I'm scared I'll get paralyzed otherwise. So I keep walking, I am still walking, but I don't think I know where I'm going. Perhaps, is this the reason why I still get lost? Should I maybe simply stop?
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25/F/Italy
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC
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