~|:|~ Point of No Return Pt. 2 (Past the Point of No Return) ~|:|~

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I'm standing at the door.
Everyone's waiting.
Urging me to go.

I pass through the entrance.

But there's nothing on the other side.


I turn around, trying to go back.

I don't like it here.

It's too dark.

It's too bright.

It's too hot.

It's too cold.

I'm too scared.


But the door is gone.

There's nothing in its place.

Or maybe there is.

I'll never know.

Because now I can't see.
Or feel.
Or hear.
Or smell.

I think I'm dead.

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