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The Void by Lisa Martin Naimi - Conversations from the Brink
Surrounded by pure utter blackness my heart sinks into despair. Free-form floating, nothing to grasp, nothing to see. Nothing but terrifying nothingness. The nothingness clutches at my heart, my throat. I feel my chest caving in on itself. My consciousness has left my body. Nothingness surrounds me, and I am nothingness. I am nothing …