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Here's the original again, minus any revision or changes. The more I read my second draft, I realize I tried too hard.
Deep scarlet draining slowly away.
Rough and deliberate movement, like a train.
Found nearby are helium and flowers.
Feeling dizzy,
and cold! oh, so cold.
Voices, soft but firm...
Everything will be all right.
The drifting sounds of pings and whistles.
Fading to black.
Awake now.
And there is the sun.
Warmth and light
cutting through the dark.
The healing is complete.
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