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Darkness, lonelyness and hatred.
Everything is dark.

All alone in this world.
  No help.
    No support.
      No compassion.
        No love.
          No life.

What am I even doing here?
  Am I alive?
    Do I even exist?

No one can see me and no one cares.
  No one can hear me.
    No one can feel me.

I am less than dust in the wind.
  Less than air.

I am...
  ...no one.

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