Borrowed time

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The hours while away, drifting ashore, one foot over the other, nails callously disengaged, protruding, rough. This is my suicide run. Or, more succinctly, my suicide walk. There is only one possible way to do this. All or nothing. Life or death. Fuck the odds. Death it is.

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