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Last Breath

What would happen if I stopped? Simply stopped. Would it be all that bad? No, no it would not. I sit frozen in front of the fridge the cupboards stocked full but nothing to eat. So maybe I'll just stop. I'm exhausted but lay awake, so maybe I'll just stop. Would it be all that bad? No, No it would not. This life is complicatedly simple, and very hard and very scary and very sad, so maybe I'll just stop. After all, Living isn't for everyone.
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