Deep in the caverns of my mind. People are saying something. Something I can't quite make out, but I hear my name being called out. So I follow, not knowing who it is.
When I go to see who it is, no one is there. Why? I asked myself why...
I kept asking myself until I could not any more.
I've grown tired, tired of searching for the one I heard.
To be continued...
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