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Everything is moving, but I'm staying perfectly still. People are talking, but I hear nothing. Their lips are moving, yet nothing. I start to panic, turning around and around, faster each time. They're all watching me, yet none of them see me. I want to run, but my feet are nailed to the floor. My own personal prison. I open my mouth to speak...nothing! I try to scream, only the cloud of breath in the cold air.... |
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