what a bad witch who is laying here. trying to regain some innocent kindness while putting away all the dark sides. in this life maze, where she stuck in her own cubicle. it's even narrow, wide, and lack of light. nothing shines but all the fear and nightmare. spectators come and go the way they like. and the black thick cloud is hanging there with the water inside, but no rain. drought is what earth provides. she ties herself and covers herself with some lousy curtain. what else to do? no one stays. even a single tear won't drop, the curse has just begun. the punishment life has given, for no wrong she does but illness she doesn't want. all the revenge seemed so sweet, in fact she lost her time to make her dream comes true. in people's mind and book of destiny, she's no one
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