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Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee? -Albert Camus- Being dead is blunt, numbing and offensive. Yet it is life and not death that grips you so hard that pain is a plea for urgent departure The impromptu of suicide is interrupted by an intelligent question If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?" The Stoic moment of self destruction is momentarily lost The question deserves an answer.

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Date: 1/21/2016 8:19:00 PM
well expressed.....................SKAT
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Date: 2/10/2015 7:49:00 AM
Wow! Powerful and emotional! The stunning truth here leaves you breathless. I was suicidal in my youth and interrupted, and you have nailed it.
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