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... of my existence?'
'Whatever it is, I don't care anymore.'
'There are seven billion people in my race, even if I die, none of them would care.'
'I would only be part of the death statistics. Just a statistic.'
'I guess that's the purpose of my existence? Just to fill in the numbers.'
Thoughts filled the mind of a teenage student, as his brown-colored hair fluttered through the air. His brown eyes were lifelessly gazing at the scene below.
'I hate to ...
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