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Her name's Samantha but she was never known for being "herself". She wasn't overall sensitive, she was actually fighting the blues to survive, yet, in the end, she was the one who drowned. In this adventure, she explores life and its defects the long way, sooner or later, she thought of dying for this so called 'life' has no destination or objectives. In her perspective, it's like she needed to die to live. It's almost like suicidal thoughts led her to the peaceful escape of problems. In this story, you will know how her adventure helped her to regain her mental and spiritual health and also usher her to finally live without dying.
Vanilla skies weren't my thing
until the moon lit its own self
down to cinders, every fraternal footstep going back to the roads of its motherly sole, the time where the skies hold the moon in its woven palms, to which every clouds i teach to cry has now indulged itself in it's own color of emotions; gray, the color of past bruises they once gained after chasing werewolves.
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