![]() They poke and prod and watch me for a reaction. ![]() They study charts and scratch their heads. Men and women in white coats flutter in and out. It's meeting yourself for the first time, and not being sure of your first impression.Īfter the rescue boat docked, I was brought here. ![]() What you pray you'll never have to live without. One fleeting glimpse of familiarity.įorgetting who you are is so much more complicated than simply forgetting your name. And all I can hope for is one moment that mirrors an absent one. Every thought in my brain is like nothing I've ever thought before. Every feeling that pulses through me is foreign. Leaving you with nothing.Įvery second that ticks by is new. Consuming your entire existence in a flash of meaningless white. That's the thing about voids: they can be as short as the blink of an eye, or they can be infinite. Although I don't know how far back that space goes-how many years it spans. ![]()
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