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My desolation fuelled demon drove me sinisterly to the edge, “dying by your own hand is the only way out” it alleged. So I walked to the bridge over the M25 and stood inclined. Then I jumped- but halfway down, I found I’d changed my mind.
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Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 7:52 AM UTC
Too Late