I am drowning in the thick slime left by slugs, feeling its cold mucous filling my lungs. My gurgling breath plopping in my ears like boiling mud. My every movement straining my body to the point of pain and my mind to exhaustion. I struggle to free myself of this trap, coughing and choking. I am dying and wish it over already. Around me
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Hugs to you long distance... speedy recovery to you.
Glad to see you posting again
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