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“I spend the following seconds reveling in the itch of the grass on the back of my neck, the smeared shine of the stars, the miraculous rise and fall of my own chest. I don't remember crawling out of the river that night... but I remember this feeling, the quiet delirium that comes from not dying when you absolutely should have.” — Alix E. Harrow
I spend the following seconds reveling in the itch of the grass on the back of my neck, the smeared shine of the stars, the miraculous rise and fall of my own chest. I don't remember crawling out of the river that night... but I remember this feeling, the quiet delirium that comes from not dying when you absolutely should have.