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Today II

Oh, but I am still here. I've been fighting it so long, I do not want to give up. I have no choice, no control. My future and fate have been determined by others. I am powerless. Such a shameful thing to admit. I've only ever encountered short periods of power and control. I deserve more. However at this point, there is none to be had. No hope to be found in any glimmer of slips from speech. No accidental embrace of fuzzy memories, bringing smiles and a pop in my soul. No sit down proposal of upcoming chapters and the plot intended. No more scent of warm skin. No more depth. No more feeling.