State

Sometimes you just don't know what to do or how to react. Your state of being is just a blank slate that is predetermined by the past. You want to scream, you want to shout, you what to know what this is all about. But, at the same time you just don't care. You feel nothing. See nothing. Surrounded by nothing.

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