I thought life would always be bright, full of laughter and endless moments worth keeping. I thought nothing could touch the light I was living in. But one day, everything shattered. The colors faded, the noise turned into a deafening silence, and every smile I knew became a memory I can't hold on to. Where did it all go wrong? How do you fix something that's already broken? Can you ever feel whole again after losing everything? And in the quiet of the night, one question keeps echoing in my head... Is there any reasons not to die?
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