her bipolarity, intrinsic in casual monotony of life, dilemmas, poetry corrupted to mere lines that are lost to the gray horizon of her daydream;

- well, isn't life pathetic?

she ignores, she vibrates an intensity reversed to the purity she heaved once, ignore, swam into the undiscovered mystery of her chaos, depressed, stood, long nights, slept all days

- the lights, the lights! god, please, not the light!

remained a silence.. poetic, a tragedy of the unglory

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