Introduction

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I slowly open my eyes, letting in the bright light outside. 

It's about all I can do anymore. 

I glance to my right. The window's blinds are closed, but the light still seeps through, reminding me of the day I cannot enjoy. 

I look to my left. The photo of us is staring back at me. It knows what happened.

 I close my eyes. 

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