Flailing your arms, the darkness surrounding surrendering nothing.
You would scream but it will worsen the situation, the cold would enter your body and it would soon be over.
It would soon be over. How delicious the thought is.
The release of everything left in you, the emotion, the breath, the life.
The constant moving with no sense of success.
Rest. You need rest, it feels so much like giving up.
Give up yourself, let it be. Release your thoughts and actions
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