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Can't you see I'm
Drifting away? Everyday, slower and slower, I'm getting farther. From being saved. Farther from my friends, my family, my life. I'm watching it pass by behind a cloud. The only difference I see is more work. Its getting cloudyer. Can you pull me out? Farther and farther! Everything is losing its appeal. You. I. The things I used to enjoy. Gone. Ripped away. I'm drifting away.
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