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Remember, remember, the fifth of November. The fifth of November is a day to remember for me. On that exact day I became what I am right now. A letter to my parents because I haven't been honest with them for the last couple of weeks.
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I remember, I remember it all. Almost, I can remember everything to the point of 276. From there on, I am still remembering. Death isn't so bad.

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