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Every Breath was a chore, an exercise, every heart beat was the drum of an exausted marching band. He lay there exashtion pulling at him it's cold hands begging for sleep. However even sleep was too much, too much energy to sleep, far too much to be away.
There was however a deeper sleep. A darkness that promised relef.
One part of him wanted to fade into the black, that side said "you are just a burden and would be better off gone."
The other pulls him away from the darkness consuming his mind "you can't go, you think you deserve to move on. You aren't worthy of it."
Suddenly he realized something, he didn't really have a choice in the matter, he was dying, and there was nothing he could do about it.
As they started to fade into the deep black something strange happened. There was some warmth and hope rushing from his skin and through his bones.
It,
It felt nice