swimming through the currents, being left alone to fly through stormy clouds. she doesn't give up hope. she goes on searching home. home... as her thoughts were the only companion that reminded her to breathe right. struggling to find what it means to be herself. she has lost all virtues and dreams along the way. oblivion broken pieces... there is no way of picking up from where she had left. her only option is to move forward. alone and longing to know the truth. is it to late to make up for all the wrong? where were her angels? why aren't they with her?
if she only knew that sometimes we have to look deep down into our souls to get clarity.
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