Crying in the rain {Edited}

Crying in the rain {Edited}

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I lost everything in a matter of moments. The memories of the crash are all that kept me going; I had to for everyone that lost their life that day. The guilt that I had to live with was terrible. Why couldn't someone else live? I was ready to die; I knew it was going to happen... I was prepared....
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