Twenty First Letter

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The paper is dyeing red.

This is the time I go back with you.

In Heaven, Hell, nowhere, in space, on another world.

I'll be with you, and that's enough for me.

My phone is ringing, I don't answer. It's Louise.

I don't want to lie to her. But this will be the last lie. To everyone.

The biggest thing I've ever done will be caused by something as small as pills and a blade.

I tweet two words. "Goodbye Internet"

See you soon Phil.

END OF PART ONE

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