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It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. “He no longer wanted to be saved,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzsxkbIeqA1qd8qk9o1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;small&gt;“He no longer wanted to be saved, or to be spared death. He wanted to be released from this pain, this suffering. He didn’t need to open his eyes. He didn’t need to live. He wasn’t asking for much. He just wanted to be released― All he had to do was lend himself to it, and he would be taken to a better place. He would finally be able to sleep.”  &lt;a href="http://9th-ave.blogspot.com/2011/07/novel-no-6-vol-1-ch-4.html#more"&gt;©&lt;/a&gt;「 NO. 6 - vol.01」&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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