I've reached out before. I've latched blindly. I'm not perfect, far from it. I don't feel good. I don't feel bad either. I feel meaningless. I've learned to quiet my desperation. Maybe that's why I feel dizzy a lot.
Terry has a problem and it's not something so easily evident as a smile on his face. He's been wandering for awhile in the forest unsure what he's even looking for. It's what he finds that begins something new, something unimaginable.
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