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I wait, stagnant like the water beside a dam, wanting to move forward, but I can't. Not yet. I am stuck. Restricted. Where did my voice go? It used to verberate so loudly through the mountain tops,
I'm so lost. I'm so weak. Everything I thought I once knew is now gone, its all down the drain. I feel so alone. I feel forgotten. No one care for the way they make me feel anymore.