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Where have all my words gone? All my passion is lost. I am fine. I'll say it again, I'll say it a thousand more times. I am fine, but that term is so relative. Physically nothing is missing, or wrong. But every ounce of desire and want is laying somewhere lost to me. It's no longer controlling my mind or driving my actions. I am no longer driven. I don't know what to do with myself anymore. I'm not upset, I am not happy, I am not anything. I am just here.