Abandoned, I ruled the streets alone, don’t be alarmed by my anxious fear, my apprehensive curiosity, roaming the infinite openness cautiously, unconcerned but desperately seeking another looking for the same, I was fearful discovering my disability physically over again and again, frightened and hesitant, then running from that which arose unknown, a nervous panicked undirected exploration of the local surroundings, petrified of that which did not move away as I strayed, scared and terrified, troubled emotional strain, the intense pain, the hunger pulsing in my veins, nothing to gain, am I still sane?
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