Deep frozen.
I picture myself getting freezed down. Become dreamless, breathless, timeless. And after some years when my body finally defrost, my worries and troubles would be gone, and things would be changed. What if the body and mind could work by them selves while I'm gone. What if they could take care of every problem, sort them out, pick together the pieces that's parted and fix them together again. But this wouldn't work. It will only be a wish sometimes.
Under the ice.
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