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The cut dug deep, and the wound spread far. He closed the blinds to block the light from the stars. From his face you could tell, he was in much pain. But he pitied himself for his pleasure gained. All alone, he felt like a speck. As he pondered the options, of wrist or neck. Glances he took of the world he once lived on. Then glances from the others, noticing someone gone. They noticed him gone, but when he was here. He didn't feel noticed or though it appeared. The wound dug deep and the scene so in depth. No one was there when he took the next step.




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