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TW: suicide attempt The train is never late, so I sit, and I wait. The iron rail proves unforgiving to my soft body, unaccustomed to life anywhere but home. I stare at my shoes—the first new pair my parents have ever purchased for me—and smile at the scuffs. How furious they would be. Early morning sunlight shines down on me through a gap in the trees, and for a moment, I bask in it, feeling weightless. A bird calls out the well-worn words of my father, "All I'm saying—kah!—is that we knew—kah!—knew—kah!—that this would happ...
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