I've lost me. I think I'm behind the couch. I'd move the couch, but my back is sore. I really need a back rub, but I can't get one because I've lost my back as well. I think it's in the laundry with my dirty socks and that sucks. I should do my laundry, but I can't find the detergent. I think it's under the sink. I'd look, but I've lost my sight, I think ... or I would think, but I've lost my mind. I don't mind. I think too much anyway. Maybe I should see a shrink, but I can't think and my back is sore, don't you see? Of course you don't see; I'm not here. I've lost me. I think I'm behind the couch.

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