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Lost, no Where to be Found.

Sitting in the passenger side seat zoning off into the passing cars

As I try to bring myself back into reality I find myself stuck in a trip

I think it's my brain but all the doctors assume it's in my head

Test after test, all negative

My mind begins to swirl out of control and I begin to believe them over myself

Is this who I am.

Will I be stuck in this endless loop of surreal m...

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