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13th of July, 4:50 p.m.
I'm sorry.
I know that means
little at this point.
But I am.
I tried.
I think you would
all agree that I tried
to be true.
To be strong.
To be kind.
To love.
To be right.
But I wasn't.
And I know you knew this.
In each of your ways.
And I am sorry.
All is lost here.
Except for soul and body,
that is, what's left of them,
and a half day's ration.
It's inexcusable really,
I know that now.
How it could have taken this long
to admit that, I'm not sure,
but it did.
I fought till the end.
I'm not sure
what that is worth,
but know that I did.
I have always hoped
for more for you all.
I will miss you.
I'm sorry.
This is the Virginia Jean
with an SOS call. Over.
This is the Virginia Jean
with an SOS call. Over.
This is the Virginia Jean
with an SOS call. Over.
This is the Virginia Jean
with an SOS call. Over.
This...
Oh.
God!
Fuck!
Hey.
Help! Help! I'm here! Help!
Here! Here!
Help! Help!
Help!
He... Help! Help!
Help!
Here! Here!