My starship is here, I can feel it. I can feel the skipped beats. I can feel the slowing of my used set of drums. I can feel it slipping away. I no longer want it. Is it my humanity? Or my physical being? I have no use either of them anyway. Not now, not at this time. Will it even matter when the starship reahes me? My thoughts are interupted by Millie outside my door. I realize how much I will miss her. She is a part of my humanity, am I saying I no longer care for her? I never thought this would happen, I never wanted it too. But I know with what is left in my drums, I cannot change it. It is going to happen whether I want it to or not. The starship is closer, I can almost see it now.The drums subside, just as the starship opens its doors for me. One thought comes to me as I step on, "Will I wear the halo that Millie so dearly wanted for me?"
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