The drowning place
Silence a peace too still to trust. Darkness. Gasping, grasping, clawing not for breath, but for certainty. Weightlessness. Then sound. Then light. Coughing, breathing still adrift. Still floating. What horror, to fall asleep in comfort and awaken in the ocean of yourself.
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