The snake of consequence has finally caught hold of me.
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This scaly constrictor is bound to devour me soon.
I am,it seems, but an uncertain victim, in vain fighting on.
Cold and unfeeling, its endless coils pin me down.
With my head in the mouth of the monster,
I hear the screams of those who have gone before.
Drawing me closer, its fangs rip through my flesh.
My resistance is met with even more force.
Like so many others, I was warned, you know, it was written!
It seems too late, the damage has been done.
And once inside, its commonly known, there's no other way out.
With blood curdling memories, I'm reminded of choice.
This is a battle I think I can't win.
Perhaps its time to stop struggling for that last gasp of air.