Gone I am gone. Not lost. Just gone. Poof. Thin air gone. I've think I've been gone for a while now. Maybe I stopped trying. Maybe that's how I disappeared. I listen to the fire in my long—gone cabin. Everything is missing. I worry so I pick holes in myself. Its very worrying. I can feel the air entering and exiting. I think I more than gone. I am long gone. I've been gone my whole #life and never looked back. That's what kind of gone I am. Poof.
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