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Does it even matter now?\nThere was a lot of me once and now i'm slowly dissolving, giving to the water.\n\nI'm becoming part of the sea. \nAnd wether or not they find my body, waves will carry my dreams to shores I haven't had the chance to see. the sound of seagulls carry my love to those in need of it.\nMy hopes will be soaring on giant wings.\n\nAnd when the shell of who I was drops to the ocean floor, it will become life once more. It will grow on me, feed of me, and I will be proud. Look at what I have become, I have become so much.\n[[I have died, and so be it.| end 1]]\n\n\n

I have died, and so be it. \nPeople will mourn me, but i hope they will not mourn too much.\nI am at peace.

Above me there is light, and as i'm sinking it grows fainter.\n\nis it leaving me, or am i no longer seeing? \nI have come to accept the cold, but i do not want to leave the light behind. \nI fear that if darkness reaches me, and the light is not there to stop it, it will make me disappear.\nI will end.\n\nI do not want to end.\nWhen I end I will no longer be able to dream, to love, to hold dear.\nI have not yet done that enough. I still need more.

I think i drowned last night.\n[[I cannot remember|memory]]\n[[It's cold|cold]]

I don't know how i got here. It's all so very...\n\nempty inside me. \n\nEvery moment, more of me seems to disappear.\n\nit hurts.\n\n[[But does it matter now?|matter]]\n[[the emptiness scares me|disappear]]\n\n

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\nI was warm, sometime ago.\nmaybe. \n\nThe last time i felt warmth was when my burning lungs fought a last futile battle against the water. Was I ever warm? \n\nIt no longer matters, numbness took it's place.\nNow i'm merely cold. So cold.\n\nI sink deeper.\n\n[[The darkness is approaching|darkness]]\n[[Above me there is light|light]]\n\n

The emptiness scares me.\n\nThere was so much of me once. I was complete, full of...\n\nthings.\nDreams perhaps? Love, at least, and memories.\n\nAnd now i'm scared i'm losing all. \nWhen they find me.\n\nIf they ever find me. They will be no longer here, they will have dissolved in the water and they will be gone. \n\nI will be empty. They'll only find a shell.\n\nWill i be remembered?\n

Below me the darkness approaches. A vast expanse of nothing. \n\nAnd as I sink slowly, as I fall deeper and deeper.\n\nI'm becoming more and more nothing.\n \nI don't know what this nothing is, if it even is nothing. I cannot be sure. Maybe the darkness is full of life, I have never been there before. I will know now. It will be a journey. One I can't return from.\n\nI will not be able to tell those who i love what is on the other side of this darkness. But maybe one day they will wake up from a dream they cannot remember and they will know i am happy. \nWherever darkness brings me.