Summary:
Spock truly believes Jim is dead and wishes, however illogical that death take him also.
Death, cold and final.
Dead weight pulling me under.
Never shall I see him again.
What have I done?
I scream but no one hears me.
I plead to any god to bring him back.
But there is nothing but darkness and death before me.
I wish to join him there in the silence.
But I do not deserve that fate.
I shall not prosper, nor live again.
My hell starts now and will last an eternity.
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