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I used the last flare to keep myself warm, knowing no one would see. Four months at the cliff’s edge, coordinates unknown, and rescue seems bleak. It’s sink or swim, a running start but I seem to stall. If I feel like nothing, eventually I will feel nothing at all.

I don’t see how to fight this when it’s easier to fall. A brief moment of weightlessness before nothing at all.

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