"First, losing fear, I could live.
Last, losing guilt, I can die.
Sorry, friends; none of you are to blame.
Give my green book to a scientist, and burn the rest.
So long, and thanks for all the fish. – Sean."
He left this poem as his final words on face book.
A programmer and coder among other things.
A very, very intelligent guy.
We knew demons visited him sometimes.
I don't know if I could have done anything to
help him live instead of his taking his own life.
We will never know.
(I took these photos about a year ago i think.)
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