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The Sad Day
Friday, Sept. 27, 2002 - 1:28 AM
Why me? I can't stop crying. Why did I have to be the one to find him? I walked outside tonight and there it was. On the steps. A small pile of grainy goo. Beside it I found this. I can't stop crying. Why is it always the innocent? Always because of love? Why? I found this beside him in very small handwriting... 
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