Rooted body. Touch.
Spiritless. Emotionless.
The distance between us is undeniable, yet invisible.
I became lost, stranded, all alone. But for all I know, he could be too.
I see him. But how will I find him in this fog? I can't feel him. I can't sense him. I can't find him.
It's cold, and I don't want it to get dark.
Let's get out of this fog before then.
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