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Pondering Death

He stands by a river, staring. Any passersby would think that he was merely reflecting on the beautiful scene laid out in the smooth water. But in reality, he was deep in thought. He was thinking of the events that had led him to this point.
The job, lost.
The money, spent.
The love, forsaken.
Everything in his life was gone. Everything but the clothes on his back and this moment. This moment of reflection.
A sudden sound starts him from his reverie. He looks around, almost paranoid. What was he thinking? Who’s left to stop him? He takes a deep breath and begins to walk towards the structure that will help end his life.

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