In short
Wake me up

I didn't choose my ending to witness it indifferently, staying deaf
Every single moment is shorter as my breathe in this water dungeon
And from the other rope's end you wait for the moment you could tell me: Welcome back

Havent't chosen my ending for witnessing it indifferently, staying blind
The last drop replaces the air and the last voices replace my fear
And I await you for you from the other rope's end
Last genuine direction in what seems to be gorgeous and peaceful nothing
Aware that even that action would have been rewarded

Haven't chosen my ending, I only chose its beginning
8.11.1423
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Pacific ocean