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My Suicide Note.

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I'm right here, I'm with you. I'm surrounding you every second, I'm free. ~Me. 3/31/14All Rights Reserved

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My Suicide Note.
Sat, May 31, 2014

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My Suicide Note.
Sat, May 31, 2014

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