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I can feel myself slipping. Down, so far down. The rain is still falling, and so are my tears.

I can hear the echoes of terrible screams, the rain gently covering me in a wet blanket. The sirens getting closer...

I can see only blurriness...the outlines of the building, and sky, the beautiful stars.

I can taste the metallic blood, the strange bittersweet taste of tears.

I can smell the ocean, the rain, and the surrounding smells of the city.

Bye for the last time ...

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 02, 2016 ⏰

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