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I’m not really here. I am physically, but metaphorically I am not. I just exist sometimes. Occasionally I’m present, but majority of times I’m not. I stand. I hold in place. Periodically I sit. Sometimes you see my eyes drifting. I’m not wondering. I’m wandering. I’m seeking. I’m observing. I’m listening to the wind. I’m grasping the moment. I’m grasping time. I’m feeling this. I’m trying to understand what this is. I’m not here nor there, but elsewhere in between the hologram.
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