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It makes me feel like I am alive. I used to sit, alone, isolated, and I used to draw. Hyper-focused. Cross-legged for so long my legs would radiate burning needles. Create worlds unheard of and people unthought of. I could escape my world and evade reality for a little while. I… just miss it. I don’t know what happened along the way. I suppose I don’t have time any more. ...
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