I had found if falling three stories from the deck. I had found it in those magic moments. It was there and I was real for once.
Their eyes watched with terror but I couldn't see them.
My eyes were peacefully closed. Shut away from everything that had scarred me.
My body was free and my soul was all that had fallen.
And my soul had long awaited this moment.
My moment.
My first breath had found me, falling, and I wasn't about to let it go.
With my first and last deap breath, I was gone.
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