Out of my mind/brain/self

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LIZA

I'm flying. The light fucking burns into my corneas. I can feel my heart slowing down. The light only gets brighter. My hands are quivering.  Me whole body is convulsing as I catapult through the air. Is this the end? My ultimate goal of death? It's not what I expected. The light pulses, dimming and flaring back up, like a candle flame. Sparks shoot out of it, like a birthday sparkler. My toes still. Then my feet. Ankles. Shins. Calves. Knees. Thighs. Hips. Waist. Midriff. Each one of my ribs. My sternum. My neck. My head. Eyes. Nose. Mouth. Hair. Eyebrows. Then a scorching heat racks my body. The light turns bright. My mouth snaps open and a war cry emerges. My. Pulse. Stills.


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