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Tranquility Depleted
My limbs, as weak as ever. When I stand, I stagger. When I breathe, I lose more breath than gained. When I blink, my eyes refuse to moisten with the little bodily fluids I have left to survive. Miserable. On the dark, cold floor, I lay. Helpless. I can see, feel, smell, and hear this disease traveling through the nonexistent bones in my body. A disaster. Fear. My dream is to be like any normal guy. Walking, laughing, partying, living. So I fly. I fly higher than the sky. Limitless. A world that is so beautiful, yet so indescribable. I am free. Gone.

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