If I could take a picture of my mind, an emotionalagraph of the energy flowing from my cerebral cortex you would see a hole. A large empty hole that those of us in this world of emotions call detachment. The edges around the hole still fight and cling to the founder of their feast-- a beautiful brown-eyed girl named Kate, but in the center, where it matters, the emotion attached to her name has been burned out, depleted, and destroyed.
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