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Read a headline just now on the website of our largest evening newspaper.
"Alexandra, 17, chose to not continue living"
She had won an award, first prize in a young writer's competition, but by then she was already dead. 
I'm reading her winning short story now, "Inner Glow", it is about a girl with deep depressions and more. It is scary, and very sad, but it deserved winning I can say, even without having read the other entries. It is a good story, scary and very sad. She had a lot of talent, this girl. Before she died...
This poem of hers was read at her funeral. It rhymes a little in my own language. I will translate the words as close as I can, but the special rythm in it will unfortunately be lost.
"That which nobody understands
that which nobody knows
it is my own secret.
Because if nobody understands
then nobody will know
that there is a secret."
This is my small way of honoring her memory, a girl that by all accounts was very talented, hard-working and successful in shool, but still bogged down by feelings of inadequacy. A girl I never knew but that I wish I could have helped in some way.
-Lenny
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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A beautiful poem, by a beautiful girl that committed suicide. 
