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So many questions
The most comfortable place
Isn't comfortable anymore
Trying to run, but I stand still
As I remain unsure
Try to see through thicking clouds
As memories fade away
Is there a way back, another way out
Unknowing if I want to stay
Can't stop it, though my mind is blank
When did this set in?
And as I regain is disbelieve
I guess we'll wait and see...
