Limbo

Hello.

How are you?

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Not one for conversation, eh?

Me either.

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That was a lie. Are you new here?

Me too.

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That was another lie.

I tend to do that.

Sorry.

I've been here forever, I think. Well, as much as forever as I can remember.

I think I was born here.

I talk to all the new ones, but they always leave pretty quickly.

I'm not great company, I guess.

What do you remember?

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Ok then.

Well, how did you get here?

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Oh yeah. You don't remember.

Right.

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Who am I?

Well Im...

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I... Don't know.

No one's ever asked me that before...

Who am I...?

Did I forget?

Was I... someone?

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Do you know??

Who am I??!

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Well who are you??

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What do you mean you don't know??

What do you mean you can't explain??

How can you not know who you are?

How are you...here?

Everyone who comes here is someone, everyone came from somewhere!

Everyone here knows who they are.

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But... I'm here too.

And I don't know...

Did I... forget?

Have I been here so long that I've forgotten... who I am?

Can that happen?

Was...

Was no one here to...

Tell me where to go?

Or was I just so focused on helping everyone else...

That I forgot where I was supposed to go?

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I can...

Leave?

I can just, go?

Like everyone else?

But then...

Who will help everyone else?

Will they all be left here like... I was?

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Oh.

I suppose that you want to go too.

It's ok.

Everyone does.