127 Hours
... You know, I was thinking ... now that everything ... now everything is clear. It's me. I chose it myself. It 'was my choice. This rock ... this rock was here waiting all my life. Throughout its existence, since he was just a spit of meteorite, one million, one billion years ago. Up there in space. He waited to come here. Right, right here. All my life I went to her. Since I was born, my every breath, every action of mine, I drove right into this crack on the surface of the earth.
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