Do you see her in the different light now?
not warm and bright light you might used to see; it's the contrary. it's very dim and blurry. everything beneath this light is so vague, merely vague, not even dark. when you see it, you probably think it is surreal, but believe me, it's not. it's also not your mind playing tricks on you, it's just now you get to see what she has kept in a box.

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