You and Life
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Concluida vie, jun 5, 2015<5 mins
In 2013 (the most recent year for which full data are available), 41,149 suicides were reported, making suicide the 10th leading cause of death for Americans.
It gets better and I don't care if that sounds cliché.
I dedicate this poem to the soldiers at war with suicidal thoughts.
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