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  <title>Comments on 'The More Fortunate'</title>
  <subtitle>How could you? How could you leave me like that?

The accident was bad enough. Too be left alone, though, was a deeper horror than anyone could know. Should know.

I see you every so often. Most people wouldn't believe it, but I do. You go through the motions of your old life, your life before it happened. But there's no emotion. No passion. No love. No hate. No anger, tears, regret. Nothing.

Unless...

No, I can't tell you these things.

You have to find out for yourself.

You have to want to.

Or you'll never move on.

I look at you and often wonder who was the more fortunate. Because even dead, I am more alive than you will ever be.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-25T13:49:24Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The More Fortunate</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nicely done with even a bit of a twist ending, at least from what I was picturing/imagining.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-25T13:49:24Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The More Fortunate</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This is very good. Ya what would you choose, to forget the accident, have no memory and be dead or be alive and know the accident that killed you best friend? I would choose being alive anyday.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-25T12:37:37Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Blusparrow</name>
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