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Maybe it is a mistake
on my part

Maybe it is a wrong move
on my part

Maybe it is insane
on my part

I have no idea what I was putting myself into, until I have sunk so deep that only my hands can be seen waving in mid air. Inch by inch, it is a signal. There is no turning back. There is no giving up. There is no stopping. There will be no one out there to bring me back up to the same point before sinking. There is only me. I am the one who can help myself to get through everything. At least, I am still breathing.

I will make it out.
I will do it well.
I will, will I?

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