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You are fast asleep.
You are drifting through the darkness: a seemingly endless abyss from which there is no escape.
There is nothing but the darkness: leagues and fathoms and feet of it...
But you were a person once, you know, before you found yourself in this sorry state. You had a name — perhaps you had several names — and thoughts of your own; feelings, too.
You had friends. A family, perhaps.
You had a life.
You might have had many lives.
You are one, yet you are many. Fragmented, your past dances behind your eyelids like shards of glass: sharp to the touch, and yet...
Will you reach out to touch these broken bits and pieces of your past?
Do you dare?
