I Don't Care

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I don't care if I slip into the void.
I don't care if my grasp is slipping.
I don't care that I'm drifting in the murky depth.
My hand is shaky.
My heart is numb.
My head is foggy.
My health is faltering.
My end is near.
And I don't care.

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