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    Since I'm alone, it wouldn't matter if I jumped or not. Life can't get any worse than it is now. Lonely. Afraid. Weak. My heart feels every inch of my pain and, it too, wants me to jump. I can start over; feel remorse; feel free again. Maybe even happy. I bend my legs, about to launch when I get interrupted. "Stop! D...