Standing there. On the edge. Ready to jump. Ready to fall down. Ready to fall deep. Ready to fall under.
My heart beats like a bass drum. Thumping. My adrenaline rising. My eyes dilating.
This is it.
This is the moment.
....
Everything goes quiet. Yet I can still hear my heart. Pounding. Faster. Faster. Faster.
It all goes white.
As I come too, I find myself surfing in a sea of oscillating arms. Wipe out.
It all goes white again.
The throbbing gets louder.
I open my eyes. I can see... me.
She approaches me. She talks to me. She touches me. She wants me.
We collide. Enveloped in a vortex of feeling.
I can see... me.
Dividing.
Multiplying.
Aggregating.
Running.
Running towards the light.
It all goes white.
Yet I can still hear it. My heart. It won't stop thumping. It won't stop pounding. It won't stop throbbing.
I am alive. But dark.
I see her. She smiles. She's light.
Two sides of the same coin. We flip. Probability.
It's all just a game. Chance.
We flip.
I feel feeling. I feel it building. Supernova.
It all goes white.
My heart cracking like thunder.
Black rain drops on my eyes. It's coming.
I feel feeling. I feel it building. Hiroshima.
It's all just a game. Chance.
We flip.
It's tails. You win.
HRM
HRM
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