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The air is thin now

Even breath resists me

Each inhale tastes of rust and distance

The pulse withdraws

Curling inward like frostbitten roots

Seeking a warmth that no longer exists

I do not dream - I dissolve

Hands that once trembled

Now rest in their own forgetting

The flesh loosens its grip on will

And I fall

Without motion

Wthout sound

There is a calmnes in despair´s final bloom

When thought no longer claws

For meaning

I hear the slow collapse of being

Like snow folding under its own weight

The body sighs

And empties

No light

No passage

Only a gentle erasure

Where the self once lingered

My veins open like black flowers

Bleeding not blood

But silence

This is not death

It is unbecoming

The quiet surrender

To what never needed me

Let the world keep turning

I will not follow

I lie beneath its orbit

Still and unremembered

In the end, there was no agony

Only release through exhaustion

And so I fade, unnamed, unseen

The last breath, a hymn to oblivion