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My lungs did not adapt. My mind has not shut down. I will not scream, because I have no air. I will not thrash, because I have no strength. I do not fight, because I have no will. I do not let go, because I don’t want to die. I do not try, because I don’t want to live. I drown, not because I can not swim, I drown because I am afraid of breathing.
