I can't feelA Poem by Johanna Rae Reyer
What I do and what I see,
I can't see them, hear them like I used to. The world has shifted to left. All the colors are dull, they look grey. There's a faint static in my ears. Nothing sounds the same. The tips of my fingers are calloused, what I touch isn't what I feel. I'm falling f a l l i n g f a l l i n g through a tunnel. And I can't feel.
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