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Finally I decided to commit suicide.
I planned to slit my wrists
with a sharp knife. I had considered
this idea many times.
Why was I living anyway?
What was the point of my existence?
I did not have a real, earnest answer.
On the night I planned to kill myself,
something held me back.
A thought went through my mind,
which I did't understand at the time.
But it was strong enough
to preserve my life...
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