You continue to hold the lever down, and you know that soon you will have to let go, or you will have no more years to give up.
Four Years. You are standing on your tippy toes to reach the lever. Your shirt, the last remaining piece of clothing, falls off leaving you a naked little girl, who will soon be a toddler again.
Two years, and you finally let go of the lever, not because you want to, but because you can no longer reach.
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