"I realized that all I've done is waste. The shortness is hitting. Brief, static on a doorknob. A dark, blank wall, I am not there yet, but I can feel all of me smacking into it with the force of a whole sparse life. This is why I stay awake, ablaze. I don't remember ever realizing, really, really realizing, not just recognizing, the imminence.
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