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Saturday 23 August 2014

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The death of a man I've never met made me stare out of windows and feel a sense of mourning.
Someone who struck a chord in me, for reasons I'll never really understand, decided to put an end to himself for reasons only he will ever know and I felt as if something have been taken away from me, like I'd lost something.

Ask me to knock on someone's door in my own road to see if they're OK and I'll run a mile, because I'm afraid of the feelings it'll bring out in me.

How does that work?