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"Where Am I?"
I blink and my breathing sounds raspy,
 I am in a world full of regret and sorrow.
 The path I trodden is murky and hugs my shoe,
 Leaving grime and brown gum.
 I am heavy,
 I feel incompetent.
 I claw at the trees,
 But they fade into my hands.
 I am in a mirage.
 I hear my name being called,
 From above.
 I stare at the sky with a smile,
 But evolves into a ominous frown.
 There is no one in this world,
 But me.
 My name echoes all over the land,
 Penetrating my brain.
 I am shaking.
 My hands and feet are bare,
 Just a thin garment laces my chest.
 BEEP, BUZZ, TewTeWtew!
 I am awaken,
 And astounded by these machines.
 I lurk them down with all my might.
 I don't deserve all this.
 The doctors and nurses all rush in,
 And criticize me for what I have done.
 I cup my hands,
 And catch the water droplets from my face.
 Slowly, the teardrops splatter color and I am back to
 The mirage.
 I am bespattered.

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