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... te of consciousness could still breathe in those depths, still feel alive, yet the world seemed so distant, so far away. There was a sense of urgency, somewhere, inside? Outside? Separate but together, contained and unleashed, a discord of contrary concepts bounding around in the depths, setting the water to boil. The little mote of consciousness tried to reach towards the surface. There was light there, order, the world made sense outside of the water. That's where it needed to be. It needed to ...
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