All these words choke up around my tongue and clog my throat. My stomach aches as if it has been neglected for days going on weeks.....my knees are weak, my fingers shake with a cold shiver... I turn off all the lights and huddle in the corner of my now dark room, curled up in a bundle of blankets searching for warmth where my body cannot attain it itself. My heart used to be a furnace fueled by happy lively thoughts that radiated comfort through and around my chest...but now...now there's something missing...where's the fuel gone to?

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