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eyes sealed shut in darkness
she counts the dreamless days and nights
shadowed by the sun and the moon
this lonely existence she linger in
betrayed by her own inexorable thoughts
her body soon transmuted into eternal dust
upon the earth she travels
slipping into internal worlds above and below
Monday Mural
Lonely Existence
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these are words that I write. enjoy. 
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Beautifully written. I feel this represents every woman's struggle with good and bad. Well done. Have a nice day.
This is amazing! I really love it. Definitely the best thing I have read in a while, and perhaps the best thing I've ever read that you wrote.
This is amazing. I especially related with the last line!
sleeping dreams
Such description! Well done!
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“The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.”
Marcus Aurelius (Roman emperor, best known for his Meditations on Stoic philosophy, AD 121-180)