“I’m not sure what keeps us above the surface. Above the darkness. Above the place of finality. An invisible line. On the edge of life. Slipping. Here. Right now. Delicate and fragile. It is my breath. A heartbeat. As I fight. As I surrender. To it’s force. It’s pull. Somehow it keeps me. Pushes me. Lifts me. Without me. Where there is no time. No line. No darkness. It is here. I understand. Here. Right beneath the surface.”

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