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Some would say that he was trying to take the easy way out. He was just so over living, there was nothing good associated with it. No happiness, no love, nothing. His life had been cloaked in a dark blackness that slowly expanded and consumed his lanky figure whole. He wasn't even in his right mind any more.
And now, the male was standing before the river, watching the water stream by. He frowned, murmuring something under his breath before slowly easing himself into its depths. He held himself in place and merely tried to drown, to wash all his suffering away.
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