i do not know how to get back there. arrive where i once was? impossible perhaps. unthinkable. barbaric. continue to write these reports, file them away, here digitally, not to worry anymore. i can look back, and feel some thing, a resemblance within the cloud of past actualities. if i were here any longer, i would have an impact, though seeing as nothing happens now, this existence is unreal, or futile, or even worse.
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