The light of the night fell blue and cold on the walls. Silence, interrupted only by the machine that beat rhythmically, as if counting the time they had left. "You know," said one man, breaking the silence, "I always believed that, when I die, it would have some meaning. Something big. But now, here..." The other turned to the side, as much as his strength allowed. "We die because something breaks inside us. A mistake. A delay." The man on the bed closed his eyes. "And yet, all these years I told myself that, if needed, I would give my life for someone I love. And now I'm dying for nothing." "You don't choose what you die for. You only choose what you live for." Silence weighed on them again. The machine made a prolonged sound, breaking the harmony of the rhythm. One body remained still.
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