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I am lost in the weary aches of my own heart. No rhythm has passed by since. My soul is consumed by the flow of sorrow seeping through my body. Not even a hint of hope is present in the isolation that is my mind. Shackles pin my knees to the ground bounding my body into the depths of agony and anguish. My eyes glare at the gloom of my own spirit. I am confronted by shattered memories hovering over the dense abyss inside me. I am simply lost, for rejection has extinguished my state of being.