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Staring back at a concrete sea white dashes are all i can see. I'm losing touch not realizing what it is i have become. To die a little bit more each day reinventing myself in order to stay away. Withdrawn from my own reality as i fight in an attempt to better me. I gasp for each breath the heavens telling me this is the end. Detached from the earth and all those that made me hurt. I regress on what was said to me. Withdrawn from my own reality so i can stay happy. I'm grasping.