- On the outside, I am shaking, inside I am afraid, although I don’t know who or what has made me this way, the more I think, the more scared I get. Cold, I am not. Scared, afraid, fearful. This describes me at the moment. Who am I again? And who are you? Where am I? And what am I doing here? These are all questions I could once answer, but now, I have forgotten.
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