Sometimes I think I could just die and not realize it. No bright light or life passing before my eyes. Maybe just go to sleep and wake up someplace else, dead. Or maybe I might be doing a story in my mind. Sometimes I tell myself stories and not even realize I'm doing it, not until I get to a stressful part, like the place in a dream where you wake up. Maybe in my story, like in a dream, I would wake up, or maybe I would die. Maybe wake up someplace else, dead.
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