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I am killing myself slowly, painfully, and completely. By the end of it, I will be a husk, and my spirit will have left for bigger and better things in a different body.
I will grow vines and bark at strangers and jump 10 feet in the air and belly-flop into the middle of the ocean. I will sleep all day and hibernate for the winter and live for only a thousand years. I will dig my nose in the snow and bury my prey in the sand and lay out on the rocks all day just to end the lethargy. I will live off of others and others will survive off of me.
People don't understand that death is only a new beginning.
I will grow vines and bark at strangers and jump 10 feet in the air and belly-flop into the middle of the ocean. I will sleep all day and hibernate for the winter and live for only a thousand years. I will dig my nose in the snow and bury my prey in the sand and lay out on the rocks all day just to end the lethargy. I will live off of others and others will survive off of me.
People don't understand that death is only a new beginning.