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Whatever As the water holds the string that came over my neck I stretched a rubber band lengthwise and stopped in front of a road sign. The dust on the post swerved and missed my eyes, while a grasshopper fell on top of a rare beetle and then I tried to fall asleep. I rubbed my temples clockwise and looked at the edge of the platform where I had jumped off a few seconds ago. Time was leaving me and I chose to return. So, I walked backwards until I was immersed in water.