Grasping My Breath

The world spun around me, a whirlwind of color and sound. I stumbled, legs weak, unable to maintain my balance. Every muscle screamed in protest. My lungs burned for air, each inhale a desperate struggle. I required to catch my breath, to stabilize myself before I succumbed. The rhythm of my heart pounded in my ears, a signal that I was on the verg

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