I feel like so many people are suffering, and that so many people miss him. If was me, not so many people would miss me. It should have been me. He was important. Did important things. I'm nothing. I just don't understand. No one cares about me, everyone cared about him. Why is it that I have to keep living, but he gets to die?
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