Sorrow eluded her as she basked in the magnificence of life itself. She wouldn’t let those downfalls destroy her as to breath is to know that there’s more to come. And to understand this…to be one with the meaning of life is to truly be lost, and don’t we love that feeling. To obtain that peak moment of happiness where realization is at it’s utmost. These aren’t just merely malleable situations, there much more precious and easily fragmented than that. As such she’ll stay lost in that feeling, but I suppose that’s alright were all just lost beings who experience moments that render the path we walk.
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