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Here is a poem submitted by Shauna:

Stuck in what may be the epitome of a life
wondering far into a dimension borderline to what is a so called reality
leveling out the insanity that has taken over
taken over the mind and the ability of normality
Darkness is present to the minds of the morose
everything dark as if eyes were permanently shaded
nothing clear hazy figures
shadows move in the corners of your mind
taking your soul, pride and all you stand for
time goes slower confusing what you still have left
life slips from your grasp...gone