I am getting worse and worse of the sickness... The drowning feeling is nearer and nearer... I need to survive myself as soon as possible... before the water sipping much and much and the ship sinks...
Force of reality is there, nothing much that can be done... other than ... run! run! run as fast as you can! run as far as you will..
I shall see the light at the end of the tunnel... i shall... i suppose to...
The wave is pulling me downwards, the water is reaching my nose... i am half death.. as my breath is getting weak and weak... Help! I need the buoyancy aid tyre.. If not, please throw me a rope to pull me up to the shore... I would want to have a clear breath... I want to have my life without struggling in the middle of the sea... out from being urge by the wave... no hitting from the ship plank... Help me!
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