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Am I? Don't really know. What do I want? Don't konw. Every night, I go to sleep, thinking"this is my last night. Tomorrow, I will be no more" But the day comes, and I'm always here.
I'm sorry, somewhere, someone is dying just now. I'm so sorry, maybe he/she/it, wanted to lives. I don't want to live. Life is a suicide, a deadly illines, a torment, a torture. They say I'm lucky, but I don't think so.
If life's the war, I'm not the soldier, and don't wanna be. Just useless, as ever. My last word, will be no-comment. This is suicide.

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