I'm suffering.
Deathly suffering.
My whole inside's,
have just given up.
I need my misery,
to end.
So that this suffering,
will go away.
It's painful.
I feel a pull.
Back to my now still body.
My spirit,
into the very heart,
of my body.
I wake up,
and my misery ends.
I have been reborn.

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I read a book that was talking about how a human had died, and she was reborn into a immortal.