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Today, someone jumped in front of a
train at Fulham Broadway. It keeps coming back to me at unexpected moments and
it makes me sad deep down, and I keep having the urgent need to cry, wail, for
that lost soul who couldn’t keep off the line one more day. Dean was like “How
bad does it have to be for someone to do that?!” I simply wept inside and knew
that I know. I know just how easy it
is to tip over that line and fall into nothingness…
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