Sometimes I feel as if I can't breathe. I reach for a lifeline, but there's nothing there to hold onto. I don't know what's up, what's down. There's a faint light that offers the hope for survival. I have almost no control anymore. It would be so easy to stop fighting against the inevitable, to surrender to that sweet oblivion; yet for some unknown reason, I continue to struggle. Maybe for the faint hope that I can actually reach that fading light.
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