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[maochi]

I feel lost.  It's like standing in the middle of a forest with no paths and staring in every direction in turn trying to see where you came from and where you might have been going...also the way most devoid of poison ivy.  I went home only to discover it's not my home anymore.  The bed is full of someone else's memory.  I laid staring up through

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[emily1985]

Please tell me you're a journalism major. If not, that's such a waste. What a beautiful entry, although depressing. Keep it together, big I.

[scrollkeeper]

Ian Hughes, maybe I'll come across you in that forest one day. I'm lost in there, too.